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"I Seem Too Weak to be Worth Your While"
or
"Ode to the no-longer aggroing Goblin Smithy"
You don't see me anymore
Even though I stand 3 inches from your mask
You don't move
Oh, the games we played
How I miss your happy grunt
as I walked by
As if to say,
"Hamlet! Long time no see!"
And then you'd chase me through the desert
And we'd wrestle
Until one of us collapsed.
I SEE YOU!
SEE ME!
Your codpiece stands as erect and elert as ever
but I know it is
an illusion
just as I know I am nothing more than an illusion
to you
I see you playing with the newer players, playing the same games we used to play. One time, I thought it was my level.
I changed to a lower level job
I wore the leather outfit I know you like so much
And sure enough, you did chase me
But..
It wasn't the same...
You chased me into Selbina
And when I came back outside, you had dissapeared
It was like you didn't care enough to wait outside like you used to....
"It's not me," you seem to say, "It's you. Our playing no longer gives you experience."
I DON'T CARE ABOUT NEW EXPERIENCES! I WAS HAPPY WITH YOU!
To this
you say nothing.
You turn away, like turning away
from the shadow
of a ghost.
You notice a newer player running past, you grunt just like you used to grunt at me, and then you dissapear off into the horizen.
How easily you forget, Goblin Smithy.
How I envy that.
I will never forget
I will always see you....
Even when my eyes are closed.
or
"Ode to the no-longer aggroing Goblin Smithy"
You don't see me anymore
Even though I stand 3 inches from your mask
You don't move
Oh, the games we played
How I miss your happy grunt
as I walked by
As if to say,
"Hamlet! Long time no see!"
And then you'd chase me through the desert
And we'd wrestle
Until one of us collapsed.
I SEE YOU!
SEE ME!
Your codpiece stands as erect and elert as ever
but I know it is
an illusion
just as I know I am nothing more than an illusion
to you
I see you playing with the newer players, playing the same games we used to play. One time, I thought it was my level.
I changed to a lower level job
I wore the leather outfit I know you like so much
And sure enough, you did chase me
But..
It wasn't the same...
You chased me into Selbina
And when I came back outside, you had dissapeared
It was like you didn't care enough to wait outside like you used to....
"It's not me," you seem to say, "It's you. Our playing no longer gives you experience."
I DON'T CARE ABOUT NEW EXPERIENCES! I WAS HAPPY WITH YOU!
To this
you say nothing.
You turn away, like turning away
from the shadow
of a ghost.
You notice a newer player running past, you grunt just like you used to grunt at me, and then you dissapear off into the horizen.
How easily you forget, Goblin Smithy.
How I envy that.
I will never forget
I will always see you....
Even when my eyes are closed.
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