This is a poem to Technoblade, who has recently passed away due to cancer. I love him so much and will continue to support him in everything. I am also donating some money to the cancer fund he has started. This is a poem for him.
The Fallen King
Wherever I go,
I hear whispers left and right.
All of them speaking of,
The fallen king.
I wish that,
The king was still here.
Who is he?
Someone who matters.
Millions,
Billions,
Of bright minds,
Including mine.
Look up to him.
Why?
He's brilliant and humorous,
Regardless of what happens.
He is with the angels now.
So,
Farewell,
Our king.
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So, this is a poem for him like I said before. I want all of you guys to realize that 40% of people in their lives discover that they have cancer. My heart goes out to each and every one of them. Please do everything you guys can to donate, and help cancer patients. We can't change the fact that Technoblade has died, but, we can change and help the future. I will take some time off from writing, just to process the fact that our king has died.
Sometimes, it feels surreal to know that technoblade has died. A person I have and will continue to admire. Please forgive me for taking time off of writing, you guys. I don't want to believe that he has died. But, this is reality, I guess.
So long, nerds.
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