The Disaster
The Disaster.
When you play the helpless victim,
making me out to be a whore.
I'll move out of the equation,
Your fantasy villain, no more!
When I feel like a worthless slave,
that disappointed his master
Please accept my resignation,
Yours’s Faithfully,
The GrandMaster.
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