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KYA || EXCEPTIONS

Everybody has a place. One they can call home. One they can run to. One they don't know, yet they call their own. Everybody has a place. Everybody except me.

Everybody has a friend. One they can tell anything to. One they could do anything with. One you know better than they themselves do and that knows you better than yourself. Everybody has a friend. Everybody expect me.

Everybody has a home. One they feel safe at. One they can destroy and it would feel the same. One that can move, but never seems to. Everybody has a home. Everybody expect me.

Everybody has felt pain. Even just a little. Sometimes it's just a pinch. And sometimes it's something bigger than that. Some that they get over, and others not. Everybody has felt pain. I feel numb from it.

And everybody has a story. One they can tell from the bottom of their heart. One they can tell a hundred times and it never gets old. Everybody has a story. I can never tell mine.
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Heroes try to save a place that deserves saving.
Heroes try to turn the villains into heroes.
Heroes try to fix the wrong that has been done.
Heroes know they have flaws.

Villains try to be realistic in what's happening.
Villains lose themselves in their morals.
Villains try to make the heroes understand.
Villains think they're heroes.

What am I?
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I heard there was an SMP
Where people could run and be free
Away from stress and reality
This place was real you needn't fret
There's enemies, killers, they still hate Eret
It's way too large and half blown up SMP

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For fun and for lives easy
They came to this place thinking of these
They would finally have freedom
But war came and it was gone
They built a home and watched burn
Down to a shred it could never return
Watched them flee from
The SMP

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With bloody starts
And weakened hearts
The people fell down like
King George's crown
Our blown up lands and lost bunkers
Show up to battles with empty hands
With tears and pain we lost our bonds
Pray to XD and hope he responds
And from every heart we shall plea
For the old SMP

I sound like Wilbur
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"I wasn't able to talk to you before. I said hi to you once. You didn't answer." I heard a voice speak to me.

So familiar, yet so distant.

"And who are you?"

"You seem to know everything, yet you don't recognize a voice." It laughed lightly. This voice was trying to be serious.

So familiar, you so distant.

"Sometimes it's a bit different than that." I give it another laugh.

"I'm Wilbur. L'manberg? Other stuff?"

So familiar.

"I've heard of you. Aren't you dead."

"Sometimes, the walls between life and death seem thin."