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Rated: E · Poetry · Other · #2076619
The price of actions
He's been there for a while,
Wondering alone in exile.

Barren land with trees and shrubs,
His only food is a few small grubs.

Stay away, him do not frighten,
For he is the Dawn Titan.

He once was a mighty race,
Now hangs his head in disgrace.

A civilized group of men,women, and child,
Now cursed to roam in the wild.

He is feared by the women,
But hunt by the men.

Instead of putting up a fight,
He runs away in fright.

To the world, he is forever lost,
This is the price his actions cost.
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