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This variform can be the violent vicious villain serving as the viceroy of a country of victimized valiants, or this variform could be the valiant victorious vigor-filled vanquisher of vanity. Either way this variform shall serve as the vanguard in the ever varying war of minds. The great shall not see this as a vermin nor varmint, now, vow a great voyage.
What a valour or vandal to make people vacillate at its versatile music.
This vestal vessel is actually a veteran of violating and vilifying the silence.
Any visionary may find the virtue in this vital instrument’s voice.
by ~kaymon
Titans of our Age: a sestinaThe Titans of our AgeTitans of our Age: a sestina
The age of doubt is what was,
But let us shout for the time is now.
There will be a serene era upon us soon,
Followed by a scene of a golden crest.
Here shall come a heart-lined titan,
Upon a great crystalline galleon.
But dark was the night when up came a galleon,
After a tedious fight we sank it to where it was.
It was sailed by a crimson titan,
But it is gone and we are wholesome now.
The old titan once held a rusted crest,
But the new er
by ~kaymon
WaitingI wait, Waiting for another to decide my fate. Or for myself to decide another person's doom, For my plans are lonely in this empty room.Waiting
I crouch at the ready with rifle in hand, Waiting, waiting for the final desperate stand. I stay here ready with grenades to fly, And yet I'm waiting, waiting to die.
I wait, Waiting for the enemy to call checkmate. Or for myself to launch the next move, For i have strength and am alive to prove.
I stand here with friends at my side, Waiting, waiting for the death pride. We stay here, with our last clip
by ~kaymon
PistoliaI get in the warthog with a BR, It's a badass form of a pimped out car, Then i get the sniper on the back a mongoose, And you think you've seen a demon let run loose. But my weapon of choice is above all, The pistol to make fools fall. I love usin' the magnum, And i'm not talkin' 'bout the condom.Pistolia
Do you know what you're hearin is amazin', Or that what you're seein is confusin', 'Cause my bullets be flyin', From my pistol they be soarin', N' my fans be adorin', As my enemies be reelin', N' dyin', They be sufferin', From my killin', N'
by ~kaymon
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