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The Birth of an Incubus (Born a child of scorn) (Free verse) by SupremeDreamer
Crows danced with the children of scorn beneath a scarlet sunburst whilst an incubus babe was born- promptly given blood to quench its thirst. At dusk they feasted with ease; liquored were their lips of bloodlust, driven to beat those they could seize- some silenced with blade thrust. The celebration waned by dawn; fuddled were the children of scorn- mumbles began to fade into yawn. Sleep subdued the last by morn, ending the rite of a newborn.

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