this woman she not ordinary nor is she divine is she a god or a mortal do it seems everything she touches either grows or dies brightens or dull is deadly or non threating this woman is worthy aof a gods praise but she seems mor god or mortal ponder as i shall
with each day the white of the moon turns red and blood fills the lake and i say reminds me of that tomb that day when every thing seemed gray
the blood it tasted sweet
after the blood came the tainted souls from which the bodies bled and here i stay remembering that day but whos blood was i cant remember the anger i had was so great i could seethis situation every yea i think as the day and sky turns completely black and the moon disapears and when day came it was still dark again this situation so close to that day
that very dark day my hands dripping in tainted souls
next year it twill be the same maybe ill remember then the darkest moon
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