The thing you destroyed,
the throne and thousand armies.
It was just dead.
The olden Greek tragedies;
of Satan and Ares.
But you burn bright and die dim.
The poison vine and rose petals,
And swords.
Is that it, from you?
Veronica will take your kingdom,
for she is the red,
for she is not the dead.
~Sampurna
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Poesía♚ ❛ Juliet, Tell me what is it like to vanquish - When you tossed the coin, And stepped on the battleground, With the accent of swords. Still you stand, Hands dripping of sin. In search of Romeo, You killed, And killed, And died. ❜ { Highest rank in...
