He was the smartest, by a mile,
The sharpest one you ever could find.
But just one moment, a moment, vile,
He shattered and lost his crystal mind.
He was the most articulate,
With a voice that challenged birds.
But for every single thing 'd relate,
He was lost for words.
He was a hard worker,
Who toiled through the night.
But across his path, just one faker,
He fell hard, lost the fight.
He lost his path, he lost his soul.
He lost his dream, he lost his spirit;
To the thief he thought made him whole.
the traitor.
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