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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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