*work in progress*

She is a deceiver
A follower of
The Fallen

Blasphemous kisses
leak from her lips
like a malignant
cyst

We cannot have such treachery
crossing our way

Now my people
My love
My life

What are we to do this?

He pointed her to the crowd
As they eagerly shouted aloud:
'ABIDE or CRUCIFY!'

She is nothing but a thorn in our side

With a flick of a hand
The people were at the master's command
And silence filled the room

'That bitch is going to die soon...'

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