Breaking the Mold

Brilliance whispered
through her stupor smile
she stood there tall
eyes oozing pride
beads of sweat
gracing her valiant soul
smirked lips devouring
every ounce of the gore

Every tale,
each belief,
and thoughts labeled truth
were rattled,
for she heaved away
off her back
the time forgotten rituals
and so she demolished
all the leering
hounding to lay a hand on her
and she drifted away
to a faraway land

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