The Weapon's Poem

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You thought you knew loneliness, Weapon.
Thrice-damned little fool.
You thought that distancing yourself
Would help you keep your cool.

You should have known that Silence
Never will forget.
You should have known that solitude
Opens doors for more regret.

When the moon was full
Midnight walks were nice
Now you're tugged by a Silent pull
And your blood has turned to ice.

Kill your youth, Weapon.
Its dying anyway
Return to Darkness, Silence.
You have no place in the bright of Day.

Silence is the only Truth.
You should never have forgot.
Stray not, lest you be corrupted.
Compound the havoc you have wrought.

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