doom

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molten stone and
windows shattered,

walls brought down and
bricks crumbled.

i allowed you to raise me
higher than i ever had,

i cherished in the golden age
of your smile.

you claimed me a king, a
crown of gold,

and made me forget that every
empire that ever was,

fell.

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