Can I Say Farewell. Lyrically, To A Hero From My Childhood and Beyond?
Good Lord, who took his child in time,
in time to shatter this black night.
The deepest purple's so sublime
and silhouettes the fireball's light,
which shines upon this living wreck.
This bloodsucker within the rocks
so tempting us to wring that neck
and search within this empty box,
for Demon's Eyes and Mandrake Root
the Speed King's men have shown,
he might just take your life, to boot
and so the founding bird has flown.
poem by Hola Mentirosa
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