wisdom

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i am the calm before the storm,
a monster, hidden in another form.
i could end you with the knowledge i know,
with the destruction i could bestow

i could use a dagger and stab it into your soul,
or i could rip out your heart and bury it in a hole.
maybe then you'd taste how i felt,
and maybe then you'd realize the pain you dealt.

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