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Apr 2021
In a faraway land that is full of cruelty,
You’ll find a creature, so badass you’ll see.
A cruel, good-for-nothing man,
A creature that’s hated by everyone.
Who was born to conquer the world and thee,
And was called the Demon King, yes, that’s me.
Feared by everyone, loved by no one,
Everything bad was all I have done.
Got the hands for destruction,
And the words of commotion.
But can I call this power as a gift,
Or a curse given, for me to lift?
And what is the purpose of being a king,
If only sadness is all I can bring?
Michael
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Michael
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   Bogdan Dragos
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