Found verdict
I sharded you once but never again...
The problem was your power starting to wane
With the dark below came a powerful gun
Using you became no longer fun
The swordbreaker hitting hard at 331
A great void shotty was winning the wars
Tearing up everything... especially minotaurs
In the crucible I even forgot you were born
When crotas gun gifted me the poisonous Thorn
A lot of great weapons came from the VOG
But I couldn't of done it with Atheons epilogue
After that, my PVP days ground to a halt
The Thorn now collects dust in my vault
But then came a rumour of a new DLC
With a fallen raid... which became POE
On the live stream I witnessed a wonderfull sight
A new upgrade material.... etheric light
My eyes were wide open and jaw hit the floor
Before i knew it... i was at the vault of glass door
It had been a while, i ended up having a blast
I even managed to get the elusive Vex Mythoclast
But finally the Templar decided to drop it
I was more excited than when i got a gjally exotic
With my old friend now at 365
I no longer run from knights of the hive
Fallen captains and reavers... it melts them like butter
A pile of corpses lay stacked in the gutter
This top tier gun belongs on pedastal or podium
Because its saved me from more wipes than a box of immodium
English
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Nice poem
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That was fire!
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Nice.
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Edited by Psychedelonautic: 7/11/2015 1:05:03 AM
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Beautiful *sheds a single manly tear*