The maiden skipped on butterflies

To keep her high above the lies

When she unleashed the gossamer

Deceiving souls belonged to her

Her justice reigns from fingertips

From firebrand and whisper‘n lips

O’er web like blood inside her vein

Now scorched they‘ll never lie again

Published by a.d.matthias

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