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Yadira
Mind sharp like a knife
Her heart is made of black ice
Nyarlathotep's high priestess is she
Kept alive unnaturally
Yadira holds power supreme
O'er waking life and o'er dream
Woes betide the unfortunate ones
Whose lives she makes come undone
Once you are trapped in her web
You have a great deal to dread
She's glad you can stay for a while
Your screams only make her smile
Yadira, the root of all sorrow
Will make you wish there would be no tomorrow
~Adam and Cie~
Subject:
Our story's wonderfully awful antagonist, Yadira Root
Form:
Couplet
