Miss my beautiful darling
We were both lovely starlings
But now we're weird strangers
Fear of the worst incoming danger.
We stand apart grinding our teeth
I'm wearing a black roses wreath
My black gown sweeping the floor
You tighten your suit from Dior
We lift and swing our diamond swords
Handmade by the goblin, Grods
They clash, thunderin like great Thor
The Earth tremblin like the sky's on war
I lift my gown and raise my high heels
And kick you hard right in the feels
You're on your knees, givin me the death glare
I stand high, givin you a 'don't-you-dare'
You pounce suddenly, ripping my arm with sharp class
I push u down, tearin off your mighty flaws
The sky glows bright behind me, my diamond sword glinting
You turn away defeated, hide, then sprinting.
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Short stories and poems
AcakThese are just stories and poems I write when I'm free ... so plz feel free to check em out! Dnt forget to Vote! And comment! Nd also follow !! This is my first so ....plz be nice :)
