- Non-Erotic Poetry
- I Create My Heros
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From inside the darkness,
The Silencer did rise.
His pain and his sorrow,
from in his own eyes
did steal the night
as his steel took flight.
The sword of many wings,
with Justice did fly.
The cold wind blows
and the chill rushes through me,
as he comes with ice wings,
and blizzards the throw me.
Ice Angel.
His power is for good,
his good is from heaven.
Where the warm light shines
and a flame sword takes flight,
he flies through the sky
with justice in might.
Fireflie!
Strong and willing,
is Fireflie.
His brother the Angel,
with ice sword in hand.
Fire and Ice,
fight with all might.
The Harvester!
Like Thunderbyrd,
he fights with the power of his might.
A super man in his own.
A holy man is one.
Maudee Vandarte,
Holy Harvester.
Claim your noble prize.
In the sky,
high in flight,
here comes Thunderbyrd.
The man,
the man,
the man of the night.
The song of the day.
He's come to fight the evil away.
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