Goomba

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Darkness.
Probably that darkest thing you will ever know.
My cabinets never open.
While you sing praises of devout.
You patiently await for my eyes to shut.
Oh no.
Blood on the sheets.
My neck has paid the price.
As my soul sinks like ships of the coast of Kings Landing.
Where is your honor child?
My father never gave it to me.
I have never been knighted.
Only stricken by the night.
Provocation.
I weep for me.
My distrust has brought me to this temple.
But the place can't shield me from my fears.
It harbors them.
They should pay rent.
I would be rich.
Nevertheless all the more empty.
Why must I stand on trial for every notion.
I must be swimming in the sea reaction.
My unjustly advocations have delivered me to this location.
She asked what were the coordinates.
It doesn't matter, no one lives here.
Am I foolish for not taking the easy road?
Jafar whispered yes.
Reluctant to agree I nod.
How long must I exploit my value before I can actually love again.
Second rate.
But you praise me now.
Your actions hint treason.
Save you're anger.
It will not be heard by these wounded ears.
I don't believe.
By not believing in anything you can get what you want.
No restrictions.
You're foolish.
You only speak chaos, while I only speak my mind.
Magicians were cool when I was seven.
Only this black lies to me now.
Who can reach me?
If you reach me, could you teach me?
The part this black won't say.
This part that never made it my way.
This part that makes me human.
I am two men.
Make me one.

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