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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Her older hand devoured the seeds They crawled in the folds of her skin waiting to be free As she sprayed them unto the loose wet soil Her laughter of insanity filled the airs toil For she has a plan to run the world Her seeds of Darkness will grow to spoil Her seeds of Darkness her only friends As she will nurse them tall to see the worlds end The water from her tears at night Will help her spawns grow tough with sight They grow so tall amidst her glow Of lonely souls that she will know She names them individually One by one she sets them free Her seeds spawn Angels so lovingly But there is a problem with them she sees They hatch and seek for mothers den But she lay on the ground clutching her chin She cant believe her eyes of deciet The spawns are Angels of light not for defeat I planted 100 seeds for my own What happened to them all they have grown To be a savior of light this cant be But the 100th is yet to hatch let me see As the seed breaks open on her 100th child A blackened claw exits the cover of mild Two horns break free of the lock and chain seed Revealing dark wings twice the size of the breed The 100th now stands taller than her The 100th "chosen" one will help her endure As she laughs again so hysterically The 100th draws back and releases a deed The deed of death across his mind The so called helper of Devils kind Pulls back his claws of blackened death And enters her chest with a laugh of the best The old lady looks into her childs eyes Why do you do this to your mother with demise I raised you to help me rule the world As the 99 Angels of light flee from twirl She sees them all fly away from her sight Her babies ran away from the one who brought life What stood before her was the 100th of dead As her life and her blood spilled unto the floors bed The 100th released his own seed of clones unto her As the blood of the mom entered the seeds oh so pure They all hatched baring resemblance to the 100th of lure As they rose in the air they had been rescued by their dear
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