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Dark Jewel May 2014
Your a Tyrant,
You doth not fear our kind.
The Kind of Honor,
And gratitude..

You sit upon your smugly throne,
Beholding the power you own.

When in all reality,
Your just a tyrant King.
A king that must die eventually..

And all Kings,
Are not Honorably right..

— The End —