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The Rose of Paradise (Cauldron Kill Series)

      “An abomination of a demonic-angel and hollowed earth
The Rose of Paradise purpose became the healer of nature’s hurt,       
      “With skin that flows a mercury of flowers and vines
Mysterious mystical energy in her eyes constantly shine,
 
      “The Rose of Paradise natural beauty is godly insane
Along with her touch that can change blood to warm milk or polluted rain,  
      “All animals in the area will always know when she is near
Coming to her defense if called fighting to the death with no fear,  
 
      “Through smells The Rose of Paradise can teleport
Appearing at the exact location even if the smell came from an individual’s mouth,          
      “The destruction of nature is a summons undesired  
That ignites a wrath inside of her a thousand times hotter than any fire,
 
      “Over destroyed nature she will piss pollen from between her thighs
A soft colored perfumed mist which spreads outwards like a nighttime ocean tide,  
      “Contact instantly causes plant life to grow, dead animals to gain new life
And those who are responsible their soul to glow like a blazing light,
 
      “Those caught she causes them to vomit boiling milk or take away their sight
For a slow death they are eaten alive by wildlife,  
      “Executives, plant CEO’s, presidents or even prime ministers  
The Rose of Paradise revenge is apocalyptic sinister,  
 
      “Antarctica, once a continent of an ancient industrial paradise
She destroyed the Steampunk Empire that is now buried under permanent ice,  
      “Many countries who have raped their lands of the lush green
Now are desert waste where the Sun on the sands constantly gleam,  
 
      “But every night The Rose of Paradise stares up at the moon
A destination desired, because she wants that barren rock to bloom,  
      “Air does not mean anything neither the cold of space
Because The Rose of Paradise can create atmosphere in its place,  
 
      “Being a true champion of nature and its guardian
For centuries The Rose of Paradise has tolerated the destruction of man,
      “To her humans have become a poison that is not worth a damn
Parasitic trash that is long overdue for the genocidal garbage can”.
Written by CasketSharpe
Published | Edited 29th Mar 2025
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