She, the bride of darkness

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A poem about a fantasy warlord that conquers worlds. Enjoy!

Submitted: April 16, 2016

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Submitted: April 16, 2016



She is unique, one of a kind,

Oh how I long to call her mine,

She is a sinner, a blasphemous one,

Born in ashes, baptized in sun.

She is a ruler, a tyrant of sorts.

Not bothering with peace, jumping to swords,

A priest of flame, with gentlest touch,

Her voice full of fire, with reason to judge.

She leads a legion of knights, darker than coal,

All filled with rage, all without souls.

With her comes the time of darkness,

With her end the age of light,

Yearning to bring you nightmares,

Yearning to bring you fright.

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