Boldly Go Thy Hallowed Soul

Called forth prefere
to stay safe
hear t'is not as
so thought dear

Claws sharpened
razor edge
teeth I wish not
but are as well

Passive so I rather would be
My flesh
My blood
has she so chose
it to be

Lightning cast forth
heat no problem to

by The First Shrike

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