I See Dead Bishies!

The thunder crashes in the sky
A battle carries on
I watch in terror as beauty
Struggles to survive

My eyes grow wide with each blow
My heart is beating hard
I beg the heavens to stop it,
The sensless fight

The being of splendor falls at last
A cry escapes my mouth
Such a terrible loss I mourn
As I push rewind on my VCR

~Dione~

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