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𝐴𝑙𝑡ℎ𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ it's the end of me,
I'll still rebel again.
Not on the same lane,
This time in a different reign.
I've been told the stories of destiny,
The tales of villians who didn't proceed,
According to the world's need,
And their destruction was hence guaranteed.
I look into depth of my soul who screams
To me that I'm that villian of my story,
Who didn't care about the foreign glory,
Thus will end up in the same mythical theory.
I refuse to believe these tales of facade,
How can a man be shaped and laid
As per the society like it had paid
Him to walk the way they've paved?
And even if they did bribe him
To change his existence,
Why would he build a fence
Across his life even if it's dark and dense?
When you don't act the way they've told you to,
The goodness in you is hypnotized to something evilly anew.
Maleficent didn't destroy the universe,
Her mistake was to be different and thus she was a curse!
So,
Although it's the end of me,
I'll still rebel again,
To the world, A witch that has gone to vain,
To me a sultan standing on my domain.
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Sultan: Ancient arabic ruler.
❥︎"ᵃˢ ᵐʸ ˢᵗᵒʳʸ ᶜᵃᵐᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵃ ᶜˡᵒˢᵉ ⁱ ʳᵉᵃˡⁱˢᵉᵈ ⁱ ʷᵃˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᵛⁱˡˡⁱᵃⁿ ᵃˡˡ ᵃˡᵒⁿᵍ"❥︎
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ME AND THE MOON| ✔︎
Poetry☾︎Fᴏʀ, I take proud in the fact that the only ones awake in the catastrophic night revealing their disguise through ink of the ever witnessing pen, us _ME AND THE MOON_☽︎ Fᴏʀ, Us are still in debt of the sun who burden us with light❥︎ ˢᵒ ⁱᶠ ʸᵒᵘ ᵃʳᵉ...
