Because I want to cause everyone considerable pain, here is some of my horrible poetry with the letters of X-Men as the first letter of the line.
Part of the universe
Her flaming wings
Obscure the sky
Emerging from fire and
Never really dying
Imagine her power guarding
Xavier's dream
Night cloaks everywhere
Inside an old decrepit church
Guarded by a smiling imp
He upholds his faith
Though his image is demonic
Casting his tail out, he
Reaches for a beam
And casually swings himself about as if
Wings carry him aloft
Lonely though he was, he now
Earns his place with the X-men, but
Remembers always where he's from
Escaping her past
Might be
More difficult that she thought
Although she is an X-Man
For how long will it last?
Ready to betray
Or perhaps here to
Stay? Who can
Truly say?


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