grounding pyro

enough. time and again not lifting a finger to walk a defeated empire but your sentinels you don't see and your armies a thousand batallions of the winged blinding lights peering behind the clouds devour the night for you mastered the silent movement of your cannonballs of a hand arrested in your pockets the hard ease of throwing the keys to the gates of your sharp daggers of a tongue voluntarily into the wide ocean to close your eyes the fiery surface of the helium sun what more do you want. the err of defining every power is defeat. you never owned it it was never yours burn that smile of oblivious bliss every display the hypocricy of unbounded breathing you spoiled brat! time ticks befriend the river of the meek kiss the street you walk on shame on you leaving trails of fire what have you to prove you are worthless. enough.