Goddess of Leme, Mimic the Devil Talk

People of my realm,
the dragon realm
History of
destruction is
reborn
But with a Leme spot
in threads
The honor to the
Lord Serpent
His tongue fire and
teeth iron

For your fortune is
misery
You shall let die
and be spared
No generation shall
come to pass

The earth realm, I
will dominate
Another sweet dragon
realm
Where darkness
shines all through
And shame
substituted with
pride

Unto you shall be my
black spell
I will then reward
with piercing mercy
Beware! Is the
goddess you serve?

           
Hkk…hk…huu…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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April 25, 2013 at 9:08 AM
Good morning Ediruma, an eerie thought, and i love it! It's seems as if all should be fixed at the end...xox~ PD
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April 24, 2013 at 6:21 AM
Nice poem.
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