he is calm
he rages within
across his bloody palm
a blade in hand
he controls his battalian
all at his command
his anger is fierce
his heart is beats warm
his armor was peirced
his blood makes him crazy
his blood creates a calm
th battle field blazing
sweat in his palm
if the battle is won
if the battle is lost
his struggles within
tears him apart
his love is fierce
but cant be denied
from the life within
hes lost his fight...
Lunar Phantom
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/demonic-angel/
