Maleficent’s Curse
deep in the thorns where the shadows creep
where roses bleed and dreamers sleep
a horned queen waits with hollow eyes
weaving doom in silken lies
her whispers slither through the air
a viper’s kiss, a lover’s snare
her laughter cracks like brittle bone
a crown of night, a heart of stone
one prick, one drop, the world unwinds
the spindle hums, the darkness binds
no hero’s blade, no plea, no prayer
can wake you from her wicked snare
so hush, my dear, and close your eyes
the thorns have grown, the kingdom dies
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