The great domineer,
Reins in hand,
Gallops through skulled fields,
Fashioned robes flowing,
Silver sword slashing,
Blue eyes glaring,
Warring on ambivalence.
A mighty cry emits from her lungs,
Plants fearful hate in fateless hearts.
Young little warriors fire poison tipped arrows,
At the sweet face,
Seeking vengeance.
Reins in hand,
Gallops through skulled fields,
Fashioned robes flowing,
Silver sword slashing,
Blue eyes glaring,
Warring on ambivalence.
A mighty cry emits from her lungs,
Plants fearful hate in fateless hearts.
Young little warriors fire poison tipped arrows,
At the sweet face,
Seeking vengeance.
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