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Dec 2012
The King sits atop his thrown
Overlooking the entire world
As we are all trapped beneath
And in his power, there is no happiness
In his power, there is no satisfaction
Just fear, and sadness
Because when everybody is watching
Every mistake hurts a thousand times more
And when everyone is watching
All of the paranoia is multiplied to a degree
That cripples ones ability to act, yet act they must
For leaders must lead no matter what
And while some have the character to do so
This king is a coward, doing his best
Which is hardly good at all
And he knows now that he is on top of the world
The only thing left for him to do
Is fall
Daniel Kenneth
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Daniel Kenneth  Boston
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