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"I'm at the bring of chaos
If I let go, there'll be nothing
Pondering about life
My hands are deeply trembling
Fingers clinging to the edges of my dress
We could never die, eyes are devoid of kindness
The swords we dance, gleamed in bright silver
Vengeance thumps through my veins as it thunders
I looked up to the sky with burnt skin to remember
I am the last of my kind, it was a bloody massacre
Flaming dagger was struck across the skin of my side
Leaving a scar as my lips curl into a feral smile
My eyes flashed wide open
I can't escape the dark
Fury laces in my blood
Anger flared in a spark
I glared at the sky tauntingly with a smirk
Glowing in the woods was my silvery cloak in the murk
My past burns flames of animalistic mirth
Revenge stoked in my heart, as I wandered through the Earth"
BINABASA MO ANG
The Last Of Her Kind
Fantasy|| THE SIREN || "You don't know me." She can never run away from her past for she is the last hope. Celestia Academy is in a middle of crisis ever since the gods and goddesses went silent. Five years have already passed ever since "the thunder". No...
