July 2, 2011
The King had fully flourished inside me
I had taken control of myself
And all those around me

I had become their master
Faithfully, they responded to my every call
Hypnotized by the wonder leading them

I still hungered for more
My desire grew more and more
As The King became the dominant victor

My minions tried to feed me
But their pain still wasn't enough
Watching them beg and plead got boring

They meant nothing to me
Yet I meant the world to them
Their lives were in the palm of my hand

They waited anxiously
To see if I would make a fist
And see the light disappear

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