Bear the blade angelic darkened sieves of seductive shattering
They chase your shadows and seek your damnation darling queen
Yet you evade that searing kiss of condemnation and forced characterization
Blood flattering your forged decay as you fight the stray wielding thorny thresholds of the treason shifting your way
From these storms was that cold frail heart of yours made
A descendant of the undesirable,misunderstood,and misfit witches
Internal strength runs in your genetic structure
And you won’t fall at the feet of fools
Because you have been burned over and over
Yet your a reincarnate of fallen angels with charred wings
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