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It all topples..

  • Justin Scott Cooper Cole
  • Jan 28
  • 1 min read



I repeat! Thou thinks thy can Usurp my position, work, progress.

It tis most advantageous to be separated from thee.

All underhanded dealings will be revealed and dealt with to the core. Thou should have never crossed lanes mon ami. Thou have chosen, and will learn this lesson, the hardest for thy highest good.



Shadows whisper secrets of thy deceit, darkness gathers to unravel thy tangled web. The winds of justice howl, foretelling thy downfall.

Thy schemes, like sandcastles,

shall crumble before the tides of truth. The chessboard is set, and thou hast played thy hand.



As the veil lifts, thy duplicity festers.

The echoes of forgotten whispers scream thy transgressions, and the scales of fate tilt towards reckoning. Thy empire of deceit totters,

balance of dust and deception, awaiting the gentle breeze of truth to topple. Thou hast danced with shadows, now face the darkness that hath been sowing thy demise.

The night wears thy name, and the dawn brings judgment.











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