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by Michael Jan 2, 2007 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Black as the stormy night, white as the order of Heaven, red as the blood of the angry, the Queen of Diamonds enters. Ruling in a world that never exists, a grudge of sisters, is an ongoing rivalry. With a soul of angels, she sweeps people with sweet breath. But with shadow of malevolence, she sentences them to death. Two sides of a soul, is an ongoing war, being only fought in her head, but more likely in their's. With a throne of roses and thorns, she rules the order, commands the unstoppable, and controls willpower but nobody ever listens.
by Michael
I'm back...Oh yes I'm back! :D If you have been waiting for my poetry...I only hope you got fresh air. Anyways, this poem barley has to with anything but one of my characters from my stories. So if this doens't make sense, then use your imagination of what she may look like. Please comment and enjoy!