Erinyes

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Taste this: my vengeance. In your fright

Call me infernal goddess if you must.

Pursued to persecute by right

False oath: your downfall in broken trust.

 

A lying tongue to crimson turned,

Avenged, slain by the swiftness of my blade:

A furies’ torment. Penance burnt

Into the skin that honour disobeyed.

 

Wings malted in the warmth of blood,

Born in the night, you every step will hound

Till you pray death may wilt this rud

And in the underworld your soul impound.

 

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