Destruction - Sycamosaurus

My hands were bloodied, bruised and battered,

Heavy with the galaxies I'd shattered,

It was all wrong but it felt so right,

Displaying my power, strength and might.

I dared every world to fight back

To try and stop me, but they lacked

They all fell at my touch

I let them die, I did that much.

Destruction was my middle name,

Chaos, corruption was my game,

My hands gave the gifts of death and pain

As I methodically ended, again and again.

Now, I float in an empty void,

A graveyard for all I have destroyed.

All is mine. 

The End

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