StrigoiA Poem by Phoen-ix
These stained glass cathedral
ceilings I must repent under have shown me no mercy For they have shattered and admist the chaos I cannot find my strength nor God This is my punishment I now know Forgive me for slaughtering the fawnlings, for my pride © 2018 Phoen-ixReviews
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