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True Sorcerer’s Brew

In me stew
A True Sorcerer’s Brew.
One skull or two
The blood of a few.
 
The team is all here.
We’ve come far and near.
Feasting on fears.
A riot their tears.
 
In this game that we play
Souls we’ve long since signed away.
Corpses now– we plan to stay
Come of night or come by day.
 
Drink up Life forces taken sad lost Souls.
Sweet juices pouring from our gaping holes.
Take a sip of me porridge if ye be bold.
Our side is the best so I’ve been told.
 
Appearances can deliver– quite the fright.
Entranced by me hair– stark as is white.
Designed and disgused as if seeing the Light.
Drained of your essence and your will to fight.
 
Now you are mine.
A new dull to your shine.
Dipped into this brine
Your Soul tastes Divine.
 
As you cry for the human life that you left behind.
 
~Introverted Sage~

25.2023.07 Written for a contest on another site. ~
https://allpoetry.com/contest/2838855-Rhyme-Me-This
Contest / Rhyme Me This

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