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Gods

He sits in the corner trying to hide Hoping they don’t see him Praying they don’t see him he dares not meet their gaze Fearful for that wrath that always follows She sits alone crying Tears run down her face She could no longer see The cause of her torment She tries to run as the walls close in Alone they are weak Alone they are frail Alone they fail Never able to see The power they hold He sees her compassion He sees her brilliance He sees her beauty Everything he needs All that he is lacking She sees his courage She sees his determination She sees his wit Everything she needs All that she is lacking Together they rule This bitter hell Stronger than all Who would see them fall They are gods.

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