Grandiose

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I hated him most for not having the courage to ruin us grandly.
To break all the dishes and burn down the house.
Instead he sunk quiet into the arms of a beautiful, weak little bird.
Denied me my spilled blood, my great war, everything except his confession.

Just another rumble.

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