This wasn't what I expected.
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When I was up late, blinding myself with the light of the moon,
Thinking about leaving the blood and tears behind me soon,
I never expected to be alone on a battlefield full of bones and broken wheels,
Quietly whispering pleas to stop and making invisible deals
With the same devil who once carved wounds into my arms.
How funny that I've been tricked by the same sort of charms.
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This wasn't what I expected.
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I never conceived of the notion that I could be a fool
And fall under the same sort of circumstantial rules
That shift with the tide of petty, uncontrolled emotions.
They tip me and spin me around like the angry, violent oceans
Until I have absolutely no notion of what is up or down.
I only know that you wear the crooked crown.
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This wasn't what I expected.
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Silver Serpent Books
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About the Creator
Silver Daux
Writer of the dark! Think of it like flipping rocks, the weird little stories underneath are my jam and jelly. Jam and butter? Just jam. Absolutely no use of AI in any of my works :)
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