Thoughts

What if I cannot,
What if I may,
What If I do destroy
What if I didnt have the power to slay.

Powerful-is my touch,
Sharp and edged- is my soul.
Even God has tried to be perfect like me but he failed,
what if I am the one to blame?

As I think of returning to my eternal Throne,
Thoughts of you start to evade and remember what used to be,
But I have to go,
And someday the profits you will see.

Feel my interior burning as it consumes you,
turning you into my only divine center of attention.

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