Vampiric, satiric – an alchemical elixir
This will certainly fix her
My compassion liquified
feeding the look in her eye
Like a golden calf consumed
A danger disguised;
an evil does loom
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A trail of crumbs did she eat
Only from plants never from meat
Taking the seat on her own accord
Wait to be asked?
Rather die by the sword
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Own to rent, never to stay
Beautifully sparse like a field in may
April showers without the flowers
A story once sweet, now sour
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As if Rapunzel without the hair
Her descent from the ivory tower
Becomes less a journey more of a snare
An insidious indictment itches incessantly
For the choice has become your destiny
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Well, if the worst of me is what you saw
If my tales you think are tall
This deceit will cause the fall
If truth shall set one free
A single eye will only see
About the Creator
Ethan Ivy
I am the host of the Philosophical Gospel Podcast and an avid student of philosophy and theology.
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