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Oh Mighty

Careless thought of pain and
Meaning nothing for the times soon.
Waiting for the space to bend
And break into shattered remains
Until he has lived again
To confess that he's also done
Wrong, and made mistakes
That never meant to happen.

Don't say you can't get anything wrong
That is why I write; because you've inspired
Me in your, rediculously fake song
To try and persuade me to praise you.

Since I don't do so, why don't you end it?
If you made me, why don't I love you?
If you made me, why don't I capitalize you name?

Yeah. Just keep on acting real.
Put youself to your own shame.
Leave me alone or throw me away later
To blame.
Oh mighty, you'll never understand how I feel.

by heroine bard

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