obsidian warfar.e

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piercing gaze
hidden scars
enigmatic gait
oozing ambitions

chalked with silvers
burgundy and black
fearsome traitor
crippling souls and screams

he reaches out dauntlessly
power in one hand
arrogance upon the other
striking calculated blows

how high he sits on his throne
crowning himself a global master
on acts of malice
like the beast of wild things

beneath this inky cloak
are shards of glass,
stinging and cutting
directing pain inward

built on sole reprise
he shows no sign of defeat
only a cunning warrior
absent of blemishes .. ..... ... . .. ..
. ..
. .... .. .. ...
...   deceitful
lies
....     .     .     ..   .....   .
don't dare
        .. . .    give in.

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