No!
No!
It can't be!
His lies
Are seeping
Into my head
Infecting my thoughts
A virus
The words
The hurt
It is getting to me
We CAN trust Tubbo
We HAVE to
Or else...
Or else, that means
Wilbur is going insane
He already sounds
Like a wrongen
But I hope
That maybe
Just maybe
He will change
But he already had an exchange
With him,
Dream.
He is planting
TNT
Under/around the country
WE made!
My heart beats inside my chest
Thump!
Thump!
Thump!
At the idea of this
During the festival
When Tubbo gives his spectacular speech
Wilbur will press the button
I run
And L'Manburg will be gone
But what if
What if
Tubbo can't be trusted?
If I can not trust him
Who can I trust?
Does that mean Technoblade turns on us?
Does that mean this revolution
Will be for nothing?
I want this to prevail
But the tales
Wilbur whispers into my ear
Make me fear
Of the future that is near
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My Life Through Painful Poems Of The Now Deceased | DSMP
RandomThis story is the story of the DreamSmp through Tommyinnit's perspective in the form of poetry(?). It starts from the election :) Updates on Saturdays! I understand DreamSmp is dead and over with. But I was so into it when I was younger, I want to m...
