Wicked Scarlet

Beating Heart: Ballad Collection

Wicked Scarlet

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Wicked Scarlet

Wicked Scarlet

A queen in which fairs her minions into disrespect

Immediately gathered by portrayals of what was to come

Do you wish to breed with her? A sickening queen of disrespect?

Do you wish to hear the call of what has never even begun?

She breathes in an entity of what was left of the remains

Elegance shows no boundaries of her wicked reigns

"One day," she told herself, she would be a queen

As she and her king become royalty of a great love that appears to have any reflects

Her flowerful crown, in which a darkened soul can see from centuries away

How can this be? Where are her lives? Has she been dismayed?

The anger I have for told creates no boundaries that could be plenty

And a deadly massacre that could ruin many

And here, all of humanity thought she was perfect, born to be beautiful, born to be perfectly imperfect

Maybe that is what it means, love, to be a wicked scarlet

Maybe that is what it means to be unified into the ghost's hauntings of the barbaric

A castle laid on top, upon, where her new subjects, the poor, and the living dead can breathe into a new millennium

She could be the banshee that was warned by their troubled souls

Screaming in agony of what "could have been"

The blood drunken by mother monster's vampiric veins of her husband, "Violas"

And the touch of a thousand species roaming towards the stygian's hiatus

Oh... Wicked Scarlet

You are a queen in which fairs your minions into disrespect

Immediately gathered by portrayals of what was to come

Do you wish others to breed with you? A sickening queen of disrespect?

Do you wish others to hear the call of what you never even begun?

A new life, and a moon manifested from our clouded sun

surreal poetry
L.N. Amethyst
L.N. Amethyst
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L.N. Amethyst

L.N. Amethyst is an author who has been writing ever since he was nine and often resides in the fantasy, science-fiction, and mystery realm. He hopes to one day inspire the world and give back to nature through his literacy works.

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