Fate is a demon, Hell born and crimson
As the devil's own red dancing shoes.
Roll the bones, ride the seven,
It's just the wrist action
That ever turns "win" into "lose".
A contest entry
- Less words, more action! by Overcast.
610 points, ended January 6, 23 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Unique in theme and well-written..
GOod luck and much thanks for entering!

