Burning Fire
His blade as black as the night
a singel silver bell hangs on with all it's might
never really knowing when he'll stike
for justic he will fight
and those that are presious to him will stand by his side
come along and join your in for a ride
light and dark on par within him
a never ending battle will light and he will win
and with the last of his strengh he will protect those that are his friends
and fire will burn forever more in the color of oranges,yellows and reds
Shikyo-Kage: like my poem i may start a story based on this poem what do you think?
