Half a King The mighty king Was half as he should be Was cold and dark To those who could see Emotionless to all And smiled to none He executed innocent people Until fear became his ally His people hated him And wanted revenge The people rose up In a mutiny rage They beheaded him And drove his head onto a stake And drove it into a ground For a sign for those to come The mighty King Didn't think about others Except for himself But the people didn't know Was that he loved his people But had to act As a heartless King He would weep at night At the deeds he did And was glad when it ended Glad it was all over
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