Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Kuroko no Basuke.
Forgoing Temperance
Sprawled upon a makeshift throne of crimson silk,
An Emperor with a tempered yet twisted smile.
.
In the wake of forgoing temperance,
A shadow was cast upon his face;
a mask of phantoms
Right; a ruby gleaming of malicious intent
Left; imperial gold sharpened and polished of madness.
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In the wake of forgoing temperance,
Let an Emperor indulge in you;
a temporary aphrodisiac fix
Submerging into the depths of simply
being
.
In the wake of forgoing temperance,
Embrace the delicious warmth of intoxication,
Not quite quenching this insatiable thirst for;
freedom
control
.
Let me see you, Veteran King.
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In the wake of forgoing temperance,
A King falls prey to the
Whispered nothingness of sinful lips;
Enticing promises of victories,
Fulfillment of to the iciness of the heart
.
Bowed low on your knees.
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In the wake of forgoing temperance,
In all irony, there was no escaping the;
clamp of steel clasped around the neck
chains encircling the wrists
a dunce crown hanging low from the brow
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In the wake of forgoing temperance,
Worshiping your Emperor.
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