Ascendancy

Flourish with open arms

Through the contour of a heroic supremacy

Like the cold demonic being, slayed.



Distinct power relinquished by the hand

Of the Queen, standing strong

Through the everlasting flurry of heart-wrenching

Despair. Selfish hands casting away the heads

Of all thee who stand against her.



Power-hungry dictator in progress.

Standing.

Sitting.

Killing all.

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