Aslan

Aslan

A Poem by Gimmic the Victor

he is the bridge that i cross 
to get to the land beyond the 
silver sea 
he is the golden lion 
that stands guard against 
wild things 
he is the cat that warms my lap 
when i sit all alone 
his roar is feared above all 
else and his voice 
softer than a spring breese 
he is the invisble 
who stands besides me 
he is the invincible 
who devourers my foes 
he is the high king 
of narnia, and 
all else that 
is

© 2010 Gimmic the Victor


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Added on September 23, 2010
Last Updated on September 24, 2010

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Gimmic the Victor
Gimmic the Victor

Your twisted little mind., NH



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Not much to say. I'm Victor, though I go by my nickname, Vic. I write when I find the time...either college work steals my time or uh. ~Coughs~ Skyrim of late. There is nothing super new up, but I am .. more..

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