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The Armed One

*

For I am the Armed One,

Fighting to save the realm,

Despite memories gone

Of being at the helm…

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The Lonely Angel

*

She, the Lonely Angel –

That is how he called her -,

Soared up in the ether,

Dazzling, until she fell…

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The Fearful Guardian

*

I have named her the Fearful Guardian,

She who will, everybody, protect

Despite fear of her armor perfect

Of which she is the sole custodian.

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The Fiancé of Death

*

He is called the Fiancé of death,

Wandering, in an immortal state,

This earth, his thirst unable to sate,

As he steals another’s final breath.

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Take your heart and all the things you show,

Take your heart and everything you know,

Take your heart and the feelings that grow,

Take your heart, you who always says so,

Take your heart, forever mine? oh no…

Take your heart and all its dark cargo,

Take your heart, you should probably go,

Take your heart and all the love you throw!

Take my heart, yours since so long ago,

Take my heart and never really go…

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The Young Princess

*

She calls herself the Young Princess,

She who can nothing be denied

For, to the world, she is the heiress

And what happens is hers to decide.

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You will suffer the curse

Of the dark demon race,

And know nothing comes worse,

Twisted and wicked, than

Those fallen from that place.

Man, beware for your clan

For, the wrath you incur,

Tragedies that occur,

All alone you shall face,

Not even the gods’ grace

Can help in this trial,

This, humans, is your cross

To bare, and yours alone.

Pandora’s glass vial

Has broken, it’s your loss.

Time for you to atone

The crime of your people

In the tower purple.

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He walks through fields of grass,

Tall, with a steady step,

As the sun shines above,

He is calm and handsome

In his war uniform,

I find it difficult

To keep my gaze away,

Most of all when sometimes

He turns to look at me

With honey colored orbs,

It seems he is looking

Into my soul of souls…

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With every card or call,

In the eyes of them all,

He was the strongest man,

One who could not be beat,

Not even by a cheat,

Always a perfect hand.

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Just another take, another version of The Gambler that I had in mind when writing the poem. Whichever you prefer, enjoy!