King Kruel.
I lie on his floor. Bleeding out, my stomach has been gutted by a centurions bladed claw. I choke on words because the blood is filling my lungs so I stop trying and wonder how I got here, how I came to know and love King Kurel.
I lie on his floor. Bleeding out, my stomach has been gutted by a centurions bladed claw. I choke on words because the blood is filling my lungs so I stop trying and wonder how I got here, how I came to know and love King Kurel.
lol nice!
moarrr poetry plz :) I love it
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