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let me paint smoke and blood

vendetta's and execution's

witness the angel or stand with the devil himself

she slept with devil's

but not by choice but by forcing chains

the lust for blood or for control

these are remarkably visibly clear

let me show you the devil in mirrors

viola!

a humble yet terrible

a worker yet slaughterer

married but raping

gentleman

a hero yet cast as the bloodiest villain

emotions now removed

executions visualized inside

who i am

is not what i am

and if you fallow who then you miss what i am

however

wisdom fallows the functions of what i am

a motived missed in vain

seen by angels yet disguised as the devil himself

attracting other demonic villains as myself

showing humility but though no mercy for my own kind

killing

but missing death

life a misleading fact of misleading fate

lying fates dismembering love,today we know this as hate

i have no certain fate

visualation of raping her

villains demonic hordes of promising blood

why and will?

are not the focus

but how

how they were vanquished

how they were dismembered in blood

maybe fate done by hate?

she was vivified

protected by bloody smoke and a hatter's blade