04-27-2009, 02:28 PM
Burning fires and Smoke spread all over the landscape in his wake...
Every step he takes is felt by all...
His eyes, the malevolent purple...feared by all who know him...
His skin, as crimson as the blood he spills...
There was peace amongst those who lived happily in their own little world...
But now that he is back...its Hell all over again...
THE CRIMSON ONE RETURNS
Lol, I just wanted to make a small freestyle poem to let everyone know, I'M BACK. I apologize for my absence (I bet half of you don't remember me) I may be wrong but a couple months of leave changes people.
But yeah...its good to be back. [/size]
Every step he takes is felt by all...
His eyes, the malevolent purple...feared by all who know him...
His skin, as crimson as the blood he spills...
There was peace amongst those who lived happily in their own little world...
But now that he is back...its Hell all over again...
THE CRIMSON ONE RETURNS
Lol, I just wanted to make a small freestyle poem to let everyone know, I'M BACK. I apologize for my absence (I bet half of you don't remember me) I may be wrong but a couple months of leave changes people.
But yeah...its good to be back. [/size]
Escape is a two-syllable word that grants temporary peace in the present to a future victim.