My second Goodbye. (-Mr. E)

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I remember being broken. Lifted in the air as my comrades watched me. And him. The lord who sat on the throne of darkness. He was the one who tore me apart. No one stopped him. no one cared. Not even the girl in the face paint. She just watched as the crazy one laughed across from her.

Because I'm a machine, do they see me as lesser?

I'm back to where I started, aren't I?

Seen as lesser, only alive until I loose usefulness.

after that, they scrape my copper pieces off the side of the tower.

I should have stayed in that damned lighthouse.

goodbye traitors, 

goodbye 'lord', 

goodbye ninja, 

goodbye 'brother', 

and most bitterly, 

goodbye Harumi. You selfish little brat. tell your stories to another gullible fool, and save your pity for someone else.


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