Left to Bleed, She Feasts
She waited high on rusted steel,Not to love but watch you kneel.Her eyes, unblinking, tracked your fall,A quiet queen above it all. She did not chase, nor did she plead,She fed upon a deeper need.To stand unmoved as he unraveled,While paths to life grew dark and gravelled. She came when light had lost its flame,With […]
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