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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Underneath the light of the full moon, a she-creature Prowls through the thickets wild. Stalking quietly waiting for the canvas city to Slumber into a lazy sleep, ever closer silent sleek black Paws sneak forward ready to draw its vengeance. She is the curse of the gypsies, made from the Blood of a crimson star, which split apart and fell To earth below. Two small shards burnt through the forest canopy, And cut deeply into the earth's soil itself. Creations ground zero, for rebirth leaving behind Two lunar figures, one of light, the other as Dark as pitch, identical twins of a solar eclipse. Spin did the wheels of the gypsy’s caravan, stopping nearby, Finding these orphan’s of the skies, they became Foundling's of the nomad’s tribe. Oh beauty of the heavens did glow in the light Of the bright child, as darkness’s black emptiness, So burned within her ebony sister kindred. These solar babies grew in power year by year, Until thirteen summers and nights had passed by, One day a great storm came to the tented world Of the gypsies, flashing thunder and lightning, Burned and tore at the traveling village. The dark child crouched in shadows corner, But the child of light emerged willing to sacrifice Her life for those whom had saved hers. Ascending upwards to appease the heavens Itself the storm God, welcomed and excepted This child of lights sacrifice. But the child of darkness was angered, and Took her revenge on the gypsies, vowing to Leave none alive. So she follows them, stalking where ever their Wheels cut into the damp soil, this is the curse Of the gypsies. So these nomads must keep moving always, But on this night many souls shall know pure Terror. For through the thickets under bush, She waits for the canvas town to sleep, then Will strike, to satisfy the aching within her blackened heart. By tooth and claw strike, to be illuminated by The beautiful face of her sister twin, whom Weeps amongst the heavens above, In sorrow for those she herself loved so Much, are killed, by the darkness of her Own sister kindred., Whom roars with fiendish delight, at her victims Pain, the black jaguar a lost child of a fallen star. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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