Black angel stands victorious, waits in vain to claim the day,
but soon she will find out who truly wins,
this triumph will not last however long she thinks it may,
her blood runs black with many unpaid sins.
White angel looks defeated but my friend she will not fall,
her heart is true her blood is free of sin,
she crouches low in silence waiting for the final call,
then good will strike the evil down and win.
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Comments
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Very balanced, with good rhyme to boot. I got about the same feelings looking at the pic. Very good job, and thanks for entering our contest.
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This is very pretty great job!!
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I looked at the prompt and it fits beautifully but it is strong enough and stands up very well on its own merits.
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