Words To No One

Queen of Death

I slowly take lives not thinking of others.

They are pushed aside because they are a bother.

Slashing necks and collecting heads.

I wish everyone on the earth was dead.

I'd rather be alone then with a crowd.

I can't take the noise everything is to loud.

I love to kill it passes the time.

Collecting their  heads puts me in my prime.

I watch them run and beg for help.

I cut off their heads before they get a chance to yelp.

I smile at their lives because their now in my hands.

With me their only hanging on a strand.

My blade of ice so sharp and cold.

I will take all lives whether young or old.

The heads I plant they grow me seeds.

I will need them later for some of my needs.

They will never again see the light of day.

For living such horrid lives this is how they will pay.

I will forever steal lives, and take there last breaths.

It is my job because I'm the queen of death.

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This poem was based off of this picture!>>>>>>