Silly little thing sitting here starring
You seem so sympathetic, Don’t you?
While idolizing these beings knowing they’re crying
A smirk and a glare you’re half way there, Aren’t you
Compelling those beings with a swift motion
Controlling their every move and memory.
The little things hold a bottle of potion
Devouring the beings, Can’t you see?
Screams and cries that once come from all over.
Now trapped forever in the silly little thing’s mind.
Now the beings that once flourished all over
Are lost forever unless you can find.
The little things hold a memory of.
Laughter from the beings come from above.
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