Time adorned thorns around her naked flesh;
The Armor bestowed by Venus, on return of the hunt.
The essence of trust misused, oozed the blood out, of her streams gushing;
the venom he kissed into her, treachery of the snake, hissing at Eve.
Soot of that wild fire, that once ruled the forests, settled over her eyes,
Vision through the ire, much clear,
Words brave, her new knight
Experience crowned her Queen
Once recessed hurricane whirled wild,
Making way, an alert signed
The stabs she won, she pierced tattoos for tomorrow.
Ready is she, the Artemis in her, for the ride, always.
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