Surprise, surprise! I know I said the project was on hold, but I've been struck by motivation to draw multiple things last week. So I thought I could slip in a part of TCP!
Enjoy!
Drawing: Me Idea: Me Poem: Me
I thought it would end it,
Turns out I would've obscure it.
Nobody would've known,
What a traitor,
Betrayor,
Backstabber you were.
It could've been over for me,
Finally.
At peace,
Oh! What tranquility of mind.
But I've let the knife fall,
And started to point it at you instead.
Run, dear,
There's an army facing you.
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