Mortalmature
Bound by mortal ties held strong,
a withered soul, distraught.
Raven wings and gemstone eyes
accepthing love, from between her thighs.
No mortal man
dispels her broken soul.
Little else can make her whole.
A mortal once a goddess now.
She lacks compassion,
she shall be used.
In terror this twisted child,
rents open her skin and binds
her heart in blood red ribbon.
Never to deliver it again.
She is a gentle blasphemer,
a tortured innocent
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