Marvel

Marvel

24 December 2015

Courtesy brooke shaden on re-actor.net

You

Angel

Feathers red

Sink into blood

Heartbeats of the hurt

You renew the old faith

Breathe magic and miracles

Flowing tides, new morrows ripple

Under your frame in shade of your wings

Pale shadows of hope walk into the change

While tables turn simple days into strange

Unbeknownst to burning heart that sings

The hands of fate churning cripple

The winding Times chronicles

Of lives now lost an eighth

Cleaning grime and dirt

In soul the flood

Now undead

Marvel

New

 

 

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