My Poetry
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Entropia
A walking contradiction, she will bring you to your knees.
Destroying her surroundings, all she touches, all she sees.
She sings about the snowflakes while she walks the path of fire,
Holding nothing sacred but her needs are always dire.
Her life is full of chaos with the order in her hands.
Beauty, love and nature are not things she understands.
Her eyes as clear as crystal, vacant and uncouth.
To find the source of all her lies you must first know the truth.
The boundaries that protect her are the limmits in her life.
Her tongue can be acidic. Her lyrics, like a knife.
No one can predict her, though very few have tried,
The angelic smile upon her face denies the pain inside.
When she falters, others pay, the cost is always high.
She'll take you to the stars and back to prove that you can't fly.
Her fears are few and seldom, her heart is black as ice
And those who rise against this wench will surely pay the price.
-The Jaded Bunny
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