Sister, crowned traitor,
with our tongue of power--the joint vows we took
upon our home you
weave the blood of
our cult.Once armor of light and protection
you cast
now stained and betrayed.
Forsaken by your hand.Within the land, the sigh of The Goddess.
Upon the moon, the tread of Her kiss.
Riding the wind, the sound of Her words.
Etched in the rain, the ache of Her tears.With Her grace and Her blessing
I take your power.For Her honor and Her mercy
I take your life.This was an entry I made to one of @firght's Halloween contests. It didn't win, but it's all good. :) I edited up the original entry a bit.
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Spewings of a Madwoman [Poetry]
Poetry✾Featured on Wattpad @WattThology profile✾ Mostly somber and melancholic poems about... dragons zombies cigarettes samurai mermaids snow ...and other random things in life one may or may not think about. Cover by @Mirinaels