She's in brown
Has a flare for the night
Evening she wakes
Comes to life
Only to serve
Masterfully
Elusive but
Swiftly
Lightning shock
Intense fervor
Killing fields
Endeavors
Thickly, quickly slicing
Hands on blade
Efficient
Savage
Slave servant
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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