26.9.13

The Red Queen

The Red Queen
Soaked in blood were roses of white,
Little reminders of the Red Queen's might.
Cracked grounds and cloudless skies,


Echoed by those whom lost their lives.
Towering castles made of flesh,
Veins and arteries made a mesh,
Of which skeleton guards went to protect,



Nothing could stop a card thats undead.
Winds of dust and burning heat,
Lead to where you and the queen might meet.



I'm The Queen not a princess




In the belly of the beast was where the queen lay



 
To be feared, not loved, is what she demands.
 

The Red Queen
Soaked in blood, so no one dare challenge me
and strong



The only words he knows are the famous 'OFF WITH YOUR HEAD!'



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