MuzikTyme 0 Posted May 28, 2009 Report Share Posted May 28, 2009 He never saw it coming Nor did he realize until his own blood spread through the cliffs of Dover with a four-leaf clover Shock was just starting to kick and sounds a'screamin' Over and over Adrenaline . . . He saw his body whilst his head spiraled down . . . And down . . .the steps of agony... to the deepest of all darkness where light never casts and nothing nice . . . He blinked, not once, but thirty times thrice. His last words were . . ."Vultures!" As he arose from the ashes His name, and presence glowing . . . "Phoenix" Still growing Every decade he'd succumb to fire and ashes with terrible *things . . . For ever and ever! He regreted, yet, beget. From whence there was nothing now besought He'd spread the widest of *wings Or so we thought? Link to post Share on other sites
Wyld Card 5 Posted May 28, 2009 Report Share Posted May 28, 2009 Very intriguing. Link to post Share on other sites
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