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Consequences to Actions
Rubble of stone,
Snap of bone,
Crack of thunder,
Here alone.
Stammer to my speech,
My pathway now steep,
Memories I keep,
Only to weep.
Trip over fear,
While cries I hear,
Rolling down tear,
Blurry not clear.
I hold up my flag,
And doused it in white,
Revenge is not so great...
You were right.
Snap of bone,
Crack of thunder,
Here alone.
Stammer to my speech,
My pathway now steep,
Memories I keep,
Only to weep.
Trip over fear,
While cries I hear,
Rolling down tear,
Blurry not clear.
I hold up my flag,
And doused it in white,
Revenge is not so great...
You were right.
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