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Persephone

Writer: Trix Cruzales
Trix Cruzales
Aug 10, 2022
1 min read

Kidnapped to become a ruler.

Brough to the Underworld without danger.

I accepted my new faith without asking.

Love was given from the Underworld’s King.


This act brought famine to the world.

As I became the Queen of the Underworld.

Given the title “Goddess of the Dead”.

Worship me as I bring forth great dread.


At the moment of your dying breath.

I await your time of death.

To welcome you to your never-ending suffering.

Kneel as I introduce you to your King.

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