On gilded thrones, Archons sit
Time passes by, as they eternally watch over it.
Always watching, always waiting
Boredom comes, mortals baited
By the power of these cursed, these fated.
Darkness creeps within their mind
Pride alone contends their fine
Yet the shadows purr with delight
As they torment throughout the night.
Hearts are broken it’s quite nice
As their hearts freeze, turn to frosted ice.
Hands at throats, now up in arms
Screams and shouts, blazing bars.
They have fallen, oh so far.
It was painful just to watch
As they bicker, then they fought.
It was painful just to watch
As chaos purrs, mayhem sought.
RedRavenPoems 
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