Im done with this.
Trying to beat fate
I saw it in a dream
The heat and haze
Of days long past
Of days yet to come
Along that dark and lonely path I must walk
Twards that damnable tower.
Into my false salvation
Into my immortal death.
The Saddest Irony of all
Is that my conflict to deny fate it's victory
will be what assures it's completion.
In this I write my last farewell.
For this night I die.
And the dark pheonix that rises from these ashes
Shall only be me in body only.
Come A La Come Ka.
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