Belladonna, by etherdemon

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By Thoughtless Encounters •

the silver maid sighed as I looked upon her sighed and shed a tear my heart and soul are empty now no love, no hate, no fear a bitter drink she brewed for me and in a silver vessel sent I swallowed it down with a falling smile and watched my life be spent

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