This is my poem from Halo Revolutions Volume 2 -- a Fan version of Evolutions. Hope you like it. [i] From flowers and families my story must be told. I was flawed, imperfect never to grow old. But though battered and bruised my heart failing now, a pain in my spine and sweat on my brow, I know it is not I that must save us now. For I am not alone, but divided in flesh, my better half fit and healthy, never to rest. And as I lie dying, my dreams in sight I know my brother, of me the clone, will never give up the fight. [/i]
9/27/2012 6:05:29 PM PermalinkAwesome, as Mr U said, it does make you feel a bit.. Depressed. But then poems are meant to make you feel emotional.. right? With that then good job!
9/27/2012 11:30:50 AM Permalink[quote][b]Posted by:[/b] MaxRealflugel [/quote] It's really good, albeit pretty depressing. I liked how you didn't come out in the poem and just say 'clone', you just hinted at it. Very nice job.