BATHORY 

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Long long time ago

The day when the times were wrong

Winter with no shadow of sun

No light would impale the mist

Harsh tale of misunderstood gist

A story I heard about’ her

My thoughts started to crown her

Sometimes in darker days and moonless night

Where she allegedly committed

So heinous crimes

It’s hard to even talk about

“Most prolific murderess of all time “

Tortured so many girls and hanged

Their ghost dangles from the branch

Not such a dearly place to live

“A place where the sun scarcely ever shines”

Those blue sapphire eyes

Spellbinding beautiful skin

I was flummoxed in her presence

All her smell were for my amusement

Her entire fortune of beauty up for an auction

I hesitated to stand before her

For fear that she would read my thoughts

I strangled my emotions

But it came out emotionally

Her cheeks grown flushed

Shy and trembling

Through the corner of her lucid eyes

One thing kept resembling

The perceptive thoughts of mine

Stepped out of my mind

Longing for salvation

They carried so much burden

That they could infect your heart

That disease have no cure

It would tear you apart

(part-1)

 to be continued…

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