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Midnight was in her hair,
Her lips; a carmine rose.
Her eyes a substance of brown and flames; luminous spheres.
Her Soul was gentle like the waves of the sea,
And as strong as Love.
She was born of blood, fire and stars.

-Loveena Therese Maledath

Midnight was in her…

by TheRiotingStar

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