This is really good! I love this!
Gliding across broken glass
In her eighteenth century garb
Dragging hot coals
Igniting flames in her path
Submissive demons bow down to her
She spews her unforgivable sins
Her actions show no remorse
She sharpens her tongue for more precise slices
She pushes the almighty with an unfelt shove
Her name is sprinkled in the King James like poison fourteen times
Her wrists and ankles adorned with us breakable chains
She carefully makes her bed in the lake of fire
Challenge✔️
Aww thank you so much!:):)
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Welcome
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I’d have trod very gingerly, around her broken glass.
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Same here 😉
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This is a queen with whom it’d be fun to wrestle.
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Yes lol
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I love it beautiful
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Thank you
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Hey Braeden
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