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A poem I made early last year, wanted to see thoughts on it. Bout fairy nymphs, basically. |
Perfidious beeth the charm of death When fools beguiled fall to a faerie's breath. If armor of a man beeth destroyed, With certainty, the lust shall overtake The eye to lustful nymphs who've planned and ployed To batter thee with a temptation's quake, Erroneous in heart with err enjoyed. "Be merry; dance, dance, dance with fueling fire! Forget thy troubles: be they burn'd and toss'd Beyond hindsight, beyond leaves' green attire, And bury all in smiles that gleam star-cross'd, As endless dance wears on thee, and ne'er expire." Eternity befeasts to being ageless That leaves, with vility, victims pageless. |