by 1Grrl4Vic
Author's notes: WARNING: Magnetic Poetry and SteamPunk are highly combustible when in close proximity. Use with caution.
Disclaimer: Even though I don't mention any names here, SteamPunk and all it's related character's ain't mine. If they were, I'd only ruin them. Joe Kelly and Chris Bachalo know what they're doing and I hope they keep doing it! I'm not making any money from this. Also, there's a Dave Matthews lyric in there. That's not mine, either.
And... I *really* hate poetry.
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Situation is dire.
He wickedly deceives.
Nothing is too perilous for love.
Don't question.
A maiden's farewell, quiet.
Painful torment.
Vulgar mercy.
Loathsome villain.
Love the ghost of her.
O'er hills of time,
Dream contentedly.
Morning's light is red.
Foul creatures,
stench of death.
Gears grind,
steam hisses,
flesh tears.
Confusion is thick.
A man, a girl, a demon.
Sickly tune,
drops them swiftly.
Poisonous grace.
Discontent brews.
Slander his lordship.
Haste for freedom.
Strike the wicked.
Battle for life.
Mortal machine
Sleeps to dream her.