No need for effort because she holds in hand
All the elements she needs in the land
One glance to you, one heart shot down
Oh my oh my how they fall to the ground
Seeing those scattered,
All limp and worn,
To them, their inner turmoil mattered,
The so called swirling storm,
Of lust and envy, jealousy and greed.
However, it was all just to satiate their needs.
Her cold eyes looked down at the fallen
Her heart didn't give a single movement
With a small tilt of her head, she decided their worth
No longer shall she come to these terms
"Poor, insignificant fools!" She said,
As she stared at the bodies of the dead.
No longer full of life and vigour,
They all became her meal, her dinner.
The colder the beauty, the colder the soul
No ripples will pass in the heart of such
But her lips sell the stories of the world
So will you, my dear, dare take a step that much?
Licking her lips, all tender and moist,
She took the first step, for she had made her choice.
This world was her playground, and people her toys,
She would play them all, tempt them with her ploys.
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