April 4, 2013
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Oracle and prophet
King and God as well
One may call me many things
But only time will tell
My tower strikes its thirteenth stroke
Though surely this can't be
A silent burst of subtle hope
Comes rushing in through me
My savior, he has come at last!
But past he walks directly
"Hold, you must save me!"
I shout in rage and fear
"One may only save himself"
He whispers in my ear
"No, you promised! I had your word!"
As I looked into his eyes
"'twas a promise to be broken"
Of sadness I saw nigh

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