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Something. It was always something. And whenever it was nothing That something came crashing in Amplifying, magnifying, falsifying Nothing is ever as hard as living Nothing was ever as easy as quitting Surviving was unforgiving Dying was unremitting A broken heart and broken bones Diverging cries that we condone Death is whispered in unwavering tones A vacuous home; an empty throne No one lone thing could change the world For better or worse, all unknown Transcendence be the killer of all Be a hero, die alone A broken heart and broken bones Diverging cries that we condone Death is whispered in unwavering tones A vacuous home; an empty throne A tattered quest A broken trail A sin confessed All’s bound to fail A heart of stone to anchor down A heart of gold, a thieves’ crown A heart of ice to thaw the beast An injured heart, long deceased A broken heart and broken bones Diverging cries that we condone Death is whispered in unwavering tones A vacuous home; an empty throne A damaged soul, laid to rest Unforgiving and unremitting A hero's tale, told at best Rescript and falsely fitting
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Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 5:59 PM UTC
Be the hero; die the hero
Something. It was always something. And whenever it was nothing That something came crashing in Amplifying, magnifying, falsifying Nothing is ever as hard as living Nothing was ever as easy as quitting Surviving was unforgiving Dying was unremitting A broken heart and broken bones Diverging cries that we condone Death is whispered in unwavering tones A vacuous home; an empty throne No one lone thing could change the world For better or worse, all unknown Transcendence be the killer of all Be a hero, die alone A broken heart and broken bones Diverging cries that we condone Death is whispered in unwavering tones A vacuous home; an empty throne A tattered quest A broken trail A sin confessed All’s bound to fail A heart of stone to anchor down A heart of gold, a thieves’ crown A heart of ice to thaw the beast An injured heart, long deceased A broken heart and broken bones Diverging cries that we condone Death is whispered in unwavering tones A vacuous home; an empty throne A damaged soul, laid to rest Unforgiving and unremitting A hero's tale, told at best Rescript and falsely fitting
#hero#dnd#sad#emotional#quest#villain#trial#throne#empty#world
Lemon_Rock
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Lemon_Rock
18/Gender Fluid
Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 5:59 PM UTC
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