"Get Lost!" she vehemently cried
But the heavens said "access denied!"
A small victory and sure reprieve
To sit down and gently breathe
What torment and tragic tragedy
Had caused this bitter infamy
That left a stain upon my heart
And madly tore the heavens apart
An ancient curse from a dark abyss
Whispered in delight to bring bliss
And unleash devils upon the land
To stamp their evil with a fiery brand
As storms and tempests surely rage
The good folk must unite and engage
To battle the unspoken devilry
And win with pride and chivalry
Defeat now will spell a disaster
So, toil harder and train harder
To avoid defeat when darkness comes
So that ye may vanquish those bums
Words do indeed have potency
So utter with care and transparency
Wrong ones said out of angst and hate
Might permanently damage and berate
And some utterances are so potent
You can't take it back even if you repent
Mama said "think before you speak"
Or unprecedented havoc you'll wreak
If indeed words you must spout
And spread them all about
Make them good ones full of care
So they'll linger nicely in the air
By
Vampire
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