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Merlin
Why should you deserve happiness,
you left your mother behind to fend for herself,
you left your childhood friend behind and alone,
you left everyone in your village, and
allowed them to scorn your mother behind her back,
for she had raised you alone without a father.
What a great person you are,
all the lies you've told everyone,
all the false stories you've allowed them to believe,
you hid yourself from them for years,
you let your friend's father die a thief's death,
then allowed your own father to die,
allowed them all to get hurt when you could've helped,
let your friend who had the same abilities as you fear,
you allowed her to turn her fear into hatred,
and then had the gall to try and kill her then gave up,
you let her turn her hatred into spiteful action,
when you could've helped her before this,
could've gotten your friend back, instead
you let her kill innocents and turn her soul black.
What a great best friend,
it was your own weakness,
you didn't have your guard up,
you got your magic foolishly taken,
you weren't there when he needed you most,
you took too long to get to him,
and realized the consequence when you held him,
bleeding to death in your arms,
you too powerless to help him,
and before long, he breathed his last breath,
and his body went cold and stiff,
you set him adrift onto the calm waves.
How patient you are,
centuries going by and you waiting,
waiting like a faithful dog for his master,
you'll never leave, you'll wait as long as you have to,
you wouldn't be able to bear it if you weren't there for him this time.