Demons

The tainted foul flesh of a hideous beast
With a mouth that spread rumours no longer deceased
For they thought she was fair and trustworthy 
Before the true traits became unearthly 
The lightening summoned to hit its place
Where they pointed, spat, and stared in disgrace 
Her rage, her anger, of misplaced attacks known
Now they know where their seeds are not to be sewn
The humiliating attacks she though she had made
Only backfired as this one wants her slain
She tried to retreat back into her cold shell 
But she knew it was far too late to dwell
The tainted flesh of a foul hideous beast
Where the eyes which were led, looked no more
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