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t -> a
some say the world will end in fire
and though that nearly did ensue
i know that was not your true desire
but you trying to impress your father
as all children want to do
k -> a
for him you overtrained, overworked and fought
how terrible to say you were born lucky
like that was something to be sought
rather than parental cruelty
a -> k
some say the world will end in ice
and when i look at you, i know
if you were just a bit less nice
you could have the world thanking you
for making it kowtow
t -> k
but you'd never want that kind of favour
because you choose to see the good
and that makes you so much stronger
than all those who would
k -> t
no one fears the end of days from earth
it holds us all, allows our daily grind
but i bet the world shook upon your birth
because it could tell of your strength
in both your bending and your mind
a -> t
and how could anyone look at you
and think that you were weak or fragile?
a single glance and i knew
there was danger underneath that smile
t -> a
your passion blazes clear to me
azure flame to light the dark
and i pray that you can see
how your lightning, though so feared
can ignite the truest spark
k -> a
and though you’ve tried for perfection
ignored your thoughts, put on your gauze
you should know we feel affection
because of, not despite your flaws
a -> k
i’ve always feared that i’m a monster
for few look at me and understand
but we each have nearly killed the other
and you still look at me with love
and take me by the hand
t -> k
my fear was being watched and never seen
or that upon seeing, people would leave me
but you looked at me when i was loud or mean
and cared all the same, as strong as can be
k -> t
i've seen the rough edges that you hide
the parts of you you've heard cause only pain
but all those who made you think that lied
you are so much more than they know
and their loss is our gain
a -> t
and i’m sure you’ve heard the court rumors
of how your barbarity's a sore
but i grew up with these charmers
and i say you’re worth so much more
i know i get angry
i say things that just aren’t true
i’m much better at listening
than talking to you
so i find it hard to convey
the hope and peace you help me feel
knowing that you're here to stay
is something i'm still learning's real
and i know some people hate me
but i’ve decided i don’t care
i now know my own thoughts matter more
than those that strangers share
and when i look back on my life
and the destruction wrought on me
i know i could bring such strife
but decide that's not my destiny
so i will help make this world better
because this one just will not do
for the next generation who have not felt
anything like i've been through
and if i can give future children
from their pain, a reprieve
such that they know mainly compassion
maybe i can finally believe
that this was all worth it