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I am a growing chorus of contradiction. I am a liar.
I have built a kingdom of lies and I, its foolish queen tread further and further into this tar pit I have made for myself. In many ways, I am exactly what I was made to be. And why wouldn't I be exactly that?
I have seen wars without reason
I have seen great men become cowards.
I have slain friend and foe alike.
I have betrayed my family.
My very being is awash in these lies, to the point that I will likely never know which way is up. I will likely never know what true freedom is. And I will likely die alone and afraid, craven like any other I have so spat upon and took to the pyre. Fear is the natural way of things, and I have always known that.
I am a cheat, a thief, did I ever have an honest bone in my body? Or perhaps deceit has always been my nature.
How can I both have good intention and be the monster that I am? How can I have empathy yet fight it back and bite it down? Has my experience really broken me in such a way? Am I really that weak?
I am a Dragon.
Wingless and self proclaimed.
I am a Viper
Words drip of venom, of peace.
I am a Monster
Gluttonous and bereft of soul.
I am a Sad... Sad little girl in a big world.
I have yet to make a decision on what is important to me. What I want to do with my life.
Even as I have time to rest, I wonder if I should have died in that temple, one of the many conquests of Morana.
Should I have never delved into the things I have already, even if some sick, twisted part of me enjoys it?
I wish I was an angel
I wish I was the light of the sky.
I wish I was a force of good.
I wish I was purity.
Where will I end up soon?
Can I ever truly be saved?
Do I want to be?
I have seen wars without reason
I have seen great men become cowards.
I have slain friend and foe alike.
I have betrayed my family.
My very being is awash in these lies, to the point that I will likely never know which way is up. I will likely never know what true freedom is. And I will likely die alone and afraid, craven like any other I have so spat upon and took to the pyre. Fear is the natural way of things, and I have always known that.
I am a cheat, a thief, did I ever have an honest bone in my body? Or perhaps deceit has always been my nature.
How can I both have good intention and be the monster that I am? How can I have empathy yet fight it back and bite it down? Has my experience really broken me in such a way? Am I really that weak?
I am a Dragon.
Wingless and self proclaimed.
I am a Viper
Words drip of venom, of peace.
I am a Monster
Gluttonous and bereft of soul.
I am a Sad... Sad little girl in a big world.
I have yet to make a decision on what is important to me. What I want to do with my life.
Even as I have time to rest, I wonder if I should have died in that temple, one of the many conquests of Morana.
Should I have never delved into the things I have already, even if some sick, twisted part of me enjoys it?
I wish I was an angel
I wish I was the light of the sky.
I wish I was a force of good.
I wish I was purity.
Where will I end up soon?
Can I ever truly be saved?
Do I want to be?