IS (February 26th 1983 / Central Java > Indonesia)

An Ancient Wisdom To A Silent Beauty [femalediction]

O my sweet internal majesty,
She has nothing and she is nothing;
Under the reign of her bane dynasty,
Surely this is the end of everything.

She is the countess of silence,
A scent of hades bloom;
She is the paragon of violence,
Her perverted smile beyond gloom.

O my dear internal majesty,
Her affection brought me cruelty;
A malicious lust and anxiety,
Over the clandestine loves into her lurk modesty.

Her soul is thine my fallen angel,
Take her to thine throne of fear;
Relish her with thy tormented anger,
And maul her to taste her scarlet tears.

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