Valar Dohaeris
I'm sorry I must concur my life has become a burr.
My true feelings remaining hidden I conceal them in every verse.
Distribute my hate through vengeance explaining just makes it worse.
Death is my final tribute maintaining to break the curse.
Some say I'm seeking attention but sympathy holds no worth.
My enemies fear me faithfully all weaker emotions purged.
Tigers don't ever purr and spiders are rarely heard.
My haters hope I retire cause I'm a tyrant with words.
I came 2 divide and conquer so give me what I deserve.
I was destined for greatness conception up til my birth.
Patience ensures reserve embodied my purpose served.
My honor I shall protect till my fury is on disperse.
Some Day I will kiss the sky my evolution observed.
All men should expect die but first we were meant 2 serve.
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