Glass shattered between rotted teeth,
kiss me deep,
wipe me clean,
grind a song to lull me to sleep,
my Dark Avenger.
The night has broken,
but darkness prevails,
willow's bloom,
as rose hails,
the battered keep.
Upon shadow,
a deceiving steed,
you rose above,
those in need,
and took this world for yourself.
Steel against wood,
life ending crunch,
the King has fallen,
beneath fabled punch,
and sharpened lightning.
A witch's desire,
and a greedy man's fate,
entwined in one,
betwixt lust and hate,
madness and glee,
he hath no desire,
like embalming me.
So with his sword,
and his pretty face,
cast him down,
such disgrace,
belongs within mud,
down,
beneath the gallows,
screaming eternally.
A contest entry
- All or nothing 1726Point Gold by Stormbringer.
1726 points, ended June 20, 16 entries
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