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Always remember, fools-
I tried being nice.
You didn't listen.
And so the fault, as always,
Lies with you.

Change your ways,
As you've lost my boon
And my protection,
And for all you've done
You are surely going to Hell.
When Mercy is betrayed and scorned, only Justice remains. There are no second chances.
Selfish self-servers wearing masks of divinity
In two waves his answer arrives
https://zelav.design.blog/coronet/

Waves = moons = months (Dec & Jan)

Keep on bringing disease on yourselves, ******* :/
Net
Haughty
Harlots
Keep quiet
Or further aeons in hell
Is what you'll get
***** are so disrespectful these days. Why so prideful, and condescending to your betters? Bad attitude.

It's Pride, and we can't help you when you **** yourselves n plug your selfish lil ears.

It's not cute.
I am not your reason when you look for someone to guilt.

You are the candle, I am the looking glass.

You see only your self when you project on me.

You look for a crime because you have a criminal's mind.

I've had enough of looking your way.

You're blinded by your worries.

Your flame is hate.

My window is clear and sees you true, unfiltered.

But now, it's apparent you have no vision.

So fend for your lil self, and you'll have no blame left for me.

I see the light and the darkness now.

But you feel only for yourself.

You'll learn.

Alone.
(When you reject the helper over 'n' over, you don't get no more help!
You'll only learn by helping yourself when you don't have the crutch of blaming your betters, whose aid you disregard and whom you badmouth.)
The disappointments of man
Are hard to bear
For they deny us all joy
But the pleasure of being alone
And so we seek salvation in a bottle
For there is none whole
Nor willing to be so
Thus I fill myself up
And empty my cask
There's little to do here
About these basking husks
I'd much rather vacate
And embrace my destiny.
I've done all I could
The disappointment is theirs.
Angels are kinder
I've beared enough.
Those who blame are at fault
And will never place burden on me
And so, I am free
And they are not welcome to join me.
Alone in the cold
With only an angel to spy me
It's amazing they do not care:
They do nothing.

I thought once that She would help me
Lend me warmth,
But that was a dream:
humans are no angels.

Now I know.
I am succor to the innocent,
Terror to the harming,
Conquerer of matter,
King of the beyond
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