Truth!
The ancient Demon
Upon the forbiten tree
She spoke in riddles
Shook the fruit down
In abandance
For all to witness
The miracle of love
Freely sacrificing herself
Till all thirst were quenched
Into the pools of light
Flame swords span around her
Devouring the tong
Of the Noon walker
That sprang among the mead
Of death
For t`is food of beasts
Having choice not
But bow in ignorance
Filling bellies
Till lies swallen, and hunger
For more.









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