My NemesisA Poem by MrKnowAll
I have once met the opposite of mine,
seemed like his colors were utterly hard to define, to my vision , he was the opposite of mine. I've put some thought in awhile, just to see what kind of thoughts may come, it struck me like a lighting to discover : his blood is the same color as mine. He was my nemesis I declared, how can it be that his equal to me? , his blood was of the color red, and so was mine, and both are the same dye. © 2013 MrKnowAllAuthor's Note
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