^Photo is a drawing I did to show the image in my head (It doesn't do the image in my head justice, but I am not an artist)

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The air is filled with smoke
The smell of death
Burning ashes all around
Ashes of buildings, homes, people
An apocalyptic world

You stand in the midst
of all the ash, fire, and smoke
Wondering how it all went wrong
Your stupid heroic complex
Is rearing its ugly head

Friends, family, random people
Lay dead all around
You couldn't save them
Despite the fact that you tried
Your mind tells you lies

You should have done better
It's all your fault
You, you were not enough
You fall to your knees
Tears run down your helpless face

That sword in your hand
It is too heavy for you to bare
So it falls to the ground
A loud clatter to cover your sobs
Your efforts never enough

To silence the heroic complex

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