All the glory I sought,
and all the pain I brought.
I wrought havoc to all those who incurred my wrath.
A demigod in my way,
and destruction grew in my stay.
I vanquished all those who opposed me in my wake.
But what brought about this madness and created endless sadness?
It was envy and greed,
the curse of the weak.
The betrayal of my friend,
was the birth of a foe.
But to what end?
Treachery and lies,
they brought him joy and great pride,
and in the end, death with great spite.
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 6:32 AM UTC
All the glory I sought,
and all the pain I brought.
I wrought havoc to all those who incurred my wrath.
A demigod in my way,
and destruction grew in my stay.
I vanquished all those who opposed me in my wake.
But what brought about this madness and created endless sadness?
It was envy and greed,
the curse of the weak.
The betrayal of my friend,
was the birth of a foe.
But to what end?
Treachery and lies,
they brought him joy and great pride,
and in the end, death with great spite.
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