High priestess of the earth,
becoming one with nature.
Resurrected from an untimely death,
to serve a higher darker purpose.
Hair dark as coal blowing with the wind,
blazing eye's evil enough to penetrate
the most innocent of hearts.
Blood cold as ice running through
her veins,
a heart that no longer beats rhythmically
feelings fleeting as she is consumed
with hatred,
the dark creatures of nature the
only exception as they draw from
her energy.
A crow black as midnight watches
over this entity.
Serpents sliver about her feet.
Her healing powers, unnatural
as she serves the beast himself.
The ultimate evil consumes her.
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Comments
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this is like an anthen for every dark human being, with beauty that can deceive with so much...
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Thank you dear !!!!!!
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Wow! This is dark indeed. You took an image and used dark metaphors to create an eerie write. I can feel evil emitting from the image. This demon has a black heart. Best wishes in this contest. I saw the contest, looked at the image, and shied away. I only wish you the best. You have my vote!
Shana
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this is not a bad write at all I just feel not using the same line would be better in your last two stanzas maybe use on with both together"
"the dark creatures of nature the
only exception.
Companions, dark creatures of nature
draw from her energy."
the dark creatures of nature her only companions of nature draw her energy. something like this< ___
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