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Some verses roughly following a 2-4-2 format, another fun poem, inspired by Chelsea Dagger |
| Hero, A prince of men, Golden. Shining, He leads us to Glory. Yet I Don't want a heaven sent, How Dull. Oh me, I crave the scourge, Demons. They dance with life, and play like children. And when They love, it is forever. The heart that changes for love Is True. The heart That is won, not given, Is well worth the effort. Even Now, As evil sleeps inside them, I slay it. For they are mine, my life. My Score. -Dame Frolicsome |