The Assassin Poem by The Queen's Dagger
The Assassin
Dark heart, black soul,
you are an empty hole.
You are coming for me,
a hooded creature seeking my blood.
When all the wolves howl,
you just sit there and growl
at the ones who you hold dear.
You are the assassin,
The reaper that I do not fear.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
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