.Epilogue VI.

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Yes,Wrath.
Anger,Fury,Outrage..
All of these fall in the same category as Fail.
Hello,his name is Wrath,
He lives in your soul,
He's craving a path,
And giving your soul a hole.

A hole for the darkness,
A hole for the pain,
A hole for the betrayal,
A hole for the shame.

It's like an infection,
It will start out small.
Then will cause you destruction,
Until you'll surely fall.

Then you He will greet,
It's not being the first time we meet.
He'll pull you up,up to your feet,
And then we will blow,blow up the streets.

Yes,there's even a poem for how much he had done,he was neglected for many decades until he found Ernaline.He was weak,vulnerable,to oh so many things in the cruel world.Like Sadness,he had an endless amount of tears,he will roared in agony and cried till' his voice was hoarse.Moors would always,always be there for him.To pat his back and whisper sweet nothings in his ears,to comfort him.Like The Tooth Fairy,he needed to collect anger and place it in a indestructible jar.

He couldn't stand it.
The sight of wars..
He had to break.
But..there was a rope of hope that kept him from breaking.

He was Wrath,
Protector of Sanity.

Written on Sunday,8 of April 2018
Word count:274 (not counting this)

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