Silent lions roar
their anger squelched
Cupid has his bow
poised to strike
God's over there
sitting on a chair
Angels drop their arms
in mute acceptance
Stonehenge, a romance
ripped away
Demons sit on buildings
quietly they fight
Her eyes are stone
A head would groan
With the weight of them
Blacmist~
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