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Aurora

Sep 30, 2022
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By Maria


Soaked up in the aurora's mist

she swirled round the clouds

Beckoned the enchanting enchantress

to cast a spell of love

Felt the scarlet roses but so blind




couldn't see the thorns

Flashed into the reality where all she heard

were screeching mourns

The emptiness swallowed the flushed

beating heart

the angelic faces soon turned to

demon's perfect art

The phantoms couldn't scare her

but then she saw her spirit dead

The fear such fierce that turned the twilight

to crimson red



By Maria




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