LuciousTPK
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Hello, Lucious the Phoenix King trying out my writing skills in an actual writing thread, since suggestions are wearing me down a little. This thread is for Yrimir (@Yrimir), the poetry he asked for. If you would like me to write something for you, please contact me via my profile or conversation.
(This in no way is related to the person this thread is dedicated to, it is merely straight fiction that has been gifted to a person, and is solely there for that purpose.)
I s o l a t i o n...
By: Lucious The Phoenix King (Devin Turley)
You sit on top of everything, the sky darkened and the land quiet.
Nothing can touch you or bring the Angel of Death to lay you to rest.
You rule the world you were put on many days, weeks, months ago.
The world is what you see fit, shifting and shaping along with your mind.
You sit on top of everything, the cool and crisp breeze brushing by you.
You rule your many subjects, who do not speak or acknowledge you untill spoken to.
You live in a large fortress, not owned of shared by anyone else.
This world is yours.
You sit on top of everything, you can only look down.
You are alone to do as you please.
It is your world, filled with emptyness.
And where it is filled, you only see an enemy.
You sit on top of everything, the steps leading away from your throne are still there.
All you hear is you, but nothing more from anything else but silence.
Nothing is there but you, you are the only person.
You are alone at the top, in powerful isolation.
You start moving down as there is no more moving up.
You sit with everthing, the sky lightened and the land chattering with wild life.
Everything and everyone may be with you, and you are protect like this.
You live in the world you were put on many days, weeks, months ago.
The world is what everyone see fit, shifting and shaping along with everyone's mind.
You sit with everything, the warm and bright sun washing on you.
You live with many friends, who speak with you and are willing to help you.
You live in a village, shared by many happily.
This world is everyone's.
You sit with everything, you can only look to the future.
You are with everyone as a team.
It is everyone's world, filled with happiness.
And where it isnt filled, only waits to be filled.
You sit with everything, the steps leading to the future lay before you.
All you hear is everyone in sync with you and the world.
Everything is there, all there is, is joy.
You are with everyone, smiting isolation.
(This in no way is related to the person this thread is dedicated to, it is merely straight fiction that has been gifted to a person, and is solely there for that purpose.)
I s o l a t i o n...
By: Lucious The Phoenix King (Devin Turley)
You sit on top of everything, the sky darkened and the land quiet.
Nothing can touch you or bring the Angel of Death to lay you to rest.
You rule the world you were put on many days, weeks, months ago.
The world is what you see fit, shifting and shaping along with your mind.
You sit on top of everything, the cool and crisp breeze brushing by you.
You rule your many subjects, who do not speak or acknowledge you untill spoken to.
You live in a large fortress, not owned of shared by anyone else.
This world is yours.
You sit on top of everything, you can only look down.
You are alone to do as you please.
It is your world, filled with emptyness.
And where it is filled, you only see an enemy.
You sit on top of everything, the steps leading away from your throne are still there.
All you hear is you, but nothing more from anything else but silence.
Nothing is there but you, you are the only person.
You are alone at the top, in powerful isolation.
You start moving down as there is no more moving up.
You sit with everthing, the sky lightened and the land chattering with wild life.
Everything and everyone may be with you, and you are protect like this.
You live in the world you were put on many days, weeks, months ago.
The world is what everyone see fit, shifting and shaping along with everyone's mind.
You sit with everything, the warm and bright sun washing on you.
You live with many friends, who speak with you and are willing to help you.
You live in a village, shared by many happily.
This world is everyone's.
You sit with everything, you can only look to the future.
You are with everyone as a team.
It is everyone's world, filled with happiness.
And where it isnt filled, only waits to be filled.
You sit with everything, the steps leading to the future lay before you.
All you hear is everyone in sync with you and the world.
Everything is there, all there is, is joy.
You are with everyone, smiting isolation.
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