Poem -

a doomsday kind of face

A Doomsday Kind of Face.
___________________

What else
can I say?

She just has
a Doomsday
Kind of face..

(with A Pretty
Devil Smile.)

Like an Angel
tossed From
Grace..

Who
Perpetuates
A Certain Style..

which brings
Darkness to
This Place.

( while Leaving
Love Defiled.)
___

No One
can Deny
Such Beauty..

Or redeem
their Soul
once it's
Been Had..

and I've
seen
Many a
Martyr
Abandon
His Duty!

(For a
A Chance
to Make
that Monster
Laugh.)
__

What
makes
me so
Different?..

It's really
Hard to
Say..

But Perhaps
it was all
The Centuries
Spent.

(Living with
This Queen
of Rage.)
__

Roses Picked
shall not Live
Long..

For they
fester
in  Her
Thorny
Hands..

and The
Horrors of
Her hateful
Song..

Call forth
The Dead
from Every
Land!
__

What else
can I say?..

about her
Doomsday
Face..

She was a
Lovely Angel
Once!...

(till tossed into
the Flames.)

J.Stephen.H.