Sunday, April 7, 2019

...It Was All A Dream.


She woke up
No longer a super girl living in a super world
Bizarro
Everything was upside-down.

She looked up
The sun no longer shone
But she wasn’t cold
Because it was never there to begin with

Sacrifice.

She made it bright
And didn’t shade; she wasn't blind.

So she listened.
Twice.
The words stabbing the backs of her eyes
Allowing the leaks to pour
Seeing the truth
Curtains pulled from the booth
The wizard was just a man.

A broken little boy
The emperor with no clothes
And all she wanted was the rose
And the promise of no lies.

What a fool was she
Believing that he...
When it was all but a ruse.

May she remove
All memories, Gambit.
Thy mate is Rogue.

And.

#iAm #TheStorm
Ororo. Munroe.
I live here. By choice.
You may Marvel from afar.


Smallville.
A DC Universe.

Christopher Reeves died a long time ago, anyway.






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