Loki knows he is dying. Here's everything he feels like saying but doesn't.

Goodbye, Brother!

Yes, I did feel your pain,

Does it mean I do care for you?

My heart's a rugged, rocky terrain,

But it seems it is accessible to a few.


Your mother that reared me, like her own, I loved,

And that father whose flaws, a lot like mine.

That world by which I was constantly shunned,

I don't condemn them, they were dazzled by your shine.


But you, dear brother, I hate to admit,

You were once cold and ruthless yet come foremost,

In all of my affections, why, in everyone's you'd fit,

You are a loveable soul, of your prowess, I'd boast.


Together, we'd play on the warm, winter afternoons,

Dreaming of wiping out the race I belong to.

Pray, bless me that I'd come to love myself soon,

Since truth dawned, I've never found peace, true.


And all I ever wanted was love,

But when it came to me, they feigned having none.

I sought a pal, a confidant, a brother,

But got a nemesis, I feigned loathing like no other.


Know today, that you truly are my everything,

I would rather die than see you in agony,

Forgive the sins of the past that were sickening,

I wish you well brother as I take your leave, barely.


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