Consequences
I was wronged
By my comrade
So he could save his own life
He turned me in
To save himself
To not die a heros death
But i exist in the heart
Of my selfish comrade
He watched me die a painful death,
He watched me rasp for my last breath,
He watched me die a heroes death,
He was the one who wronged me.
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