[Final Warrior]

Thank you for clarifying that. ^_^

I'm sorry for the lack of rhyme, but I'm not good at that. I prefer free-form. *Shrugs* Just how I am. Also, there wasn't any metaphor because Iron Angel isn't a metaphor poem.

And of course it's cliche. It's kind of supposed to be.

Now then, another poem. It's also very cliche. I worte it for Valentine's Day, for no one in particular.

Perfect Mask

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Love kills us all
So this poem's for you.

In Life and Death
I loved you.
Asleep and awake
I held you.

But now my roses are wilted
The violets are dead.
My heart's cold
Now I bleed red.

When I'm not around, everythng's perfect.
When I'm not here, everything's fine.
But open your eyes.
Because I'm still watching.

My invisibility is the perfect mask
Hidden forever, my face.
When I shed my mask
Forever scarred, this place.

So the roses are black
The violets are too.
I hope you're smiling
This one's for you.

-- Griffinhart