king--evans
king--evans
Jayy Evans
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The Martyr King of Etheras
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king--evans · 7 years ago
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I have wrought my own misery
Only for you to multiply it tenfold
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king--evans · 7 years ago
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king--evans · 7 years ago
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Who would want loyalty from a beast, short of using it as a weapon anyway?
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king--evans · 7 years ago
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And I know if I died, you wouldn’t even care.
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king--evans · 8 years ago
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Rainy days…
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king--evans · 8 years ago
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Golden spills over a Fountain of Regret
volatile, foul man.
you and plenty past have tattered our family's blood and name-
I stand as a barrier between you and the future, as the martyr
Do Not Think That I wouldn't do anything to prevent the abomination that is my -our- past.
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king--evans · 8 years ago
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Writhe in your cell
Relish it.
When I am through with grieving, your damned Mother above won't even take you in.
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king--evans · 8 years ago
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Do you honestly want to come back to me? It's my fault for taking you across the sea in the first place
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king--evans · 8 years ago
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king--evans · 8 years ago
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Do you see me?
Do you love all that I’ve done or only what you’ve seen me do? Do you love me for who I am or for how I treat you?
I’m terrified of what you’d think if you knew everything I’d done and who I really am. What if you had seen the blood across my palms, my face? What if you’d seen those that I’d torn apart? Would you love what rumbles beneath my skin?
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king--evans · 8 years ago
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i am filthy and you deserve so much more
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king--evans · 8 years ago
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come back to me
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king--evans · 8 years ago
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Divine Sorrow
I sit beside your bed every morning and every night for hours
I beg you to wake up, to move- even as I know for positive that such requests are futile.
Not a twitch of a lip, no flutters beneath your eyelids, no finger movements. Even your snowy wings do not ruffle their feathers.
I was too late. I emerged from that fountain with the power to destroy worlds, and yet I cannot do something as simple as waking you.
I should have slaughted him for that arrow to your throat and left him for carrion. He doesn't deserve to rot beneath this castle. Life is too great a gift for that man.
I'll grovel at your side for eons, caring for you as you are trapped inside your own mind. I would break your coma if only I had the knowledge as to how. I would do anything for you, only you.
Please Wake Up
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