in order to understand
you must quake under my rage, not deafening but
devastatingly silent
you must drown under my tears, so sweet that the forgotten queens sipped
from the rivers of my soul and hailed me a founded goddess.
absorb my presence
let it welve into the edges of your lips,
begging that my existence be coveted by all
however you must not find solace in the lull of my eyes
nor in the sprawl of my smile
but you may gape at the sable darkness surging from my veins
and marvel what entity dared erect me into this world
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