You overshadowed me
And you didn't need to.
One of that kid's state's names is Georgia.
I am already a duplicate in the eyes of the world.
I'm not very memorable,
But I remember well.
Ivan, I have one important message for you.
Bug. Off.
You don't know
About getting invaded.
You don't know about fearing your death every night,
Because your land is at war.
You don't know
How everyone's people suffered under your hands.
You don't know,
Do ya?
Again, I'll repeat it,
To get it through your thick head.
Bug. Off.You overshadowed me
And you didn't need to.
One of that kid's state's names is Georgia.
I am already a duplicate in the eyes of the world.
I'm not very memorable,
But I remember well.
Ivan, I have one important message for you.
Bug. Off.
You don't know
About getting invaded.
You don't know about fearing your death every night,
Because your land is at war.
You don't know
How everyone's people suffered under your hands.
You don't know,
Do ya?
Again, I'll repeat it,
To get it through your thick head.
Bug. Off.
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Laments of the house in the snow (HETALIA POETRY BOOK)
FanfictionSome members of the former Soviet Union lament on their time at the house in the snow. ~~DISCLAIMER~~ Being Hetalia and poetry, this is not going to be 100% historically accurate. Our deity Himaruya-sama owns Hetalia, not me.
