A crimson tear that drips,
as the dagger is raised above
her head and slips.
They laugh and point
and stare,
but she just walks on by
untroubled by their frosty air.
Deep within her broken soul
the music stops
to remember fragments of control.
On the surface
she’s a source of golden light
but deep inside
she struggles against the bonds
with all her might.
Choas reigns the throne
of hate
but she’ll fight and try to
change her fate.
She battles with the enmity
they send,
struggling to stop this fight
her victory will end.
Is this a good poem???
Comments
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Very good
im new to poetry but that is amazing. -
yay...thanks!!! it was sweet of u 2 write this 4 me....
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sweet
great poem i love it
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