AslanA 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 AuthorGimmic the VictorYour twisted little mind., NHAboutNot 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..Writing
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