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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