Disclaimer: I don’t own FMA, nor do I own the FMA fangame, “Blue Bird’s Illusion”. (But I REALLY want it when it comes out! PRIDE ED ROCKS MY SOCKS!)

Author’s Note: English class makes me weird in the head. XD

Warnings: THIS IS A POEM. Also, it has character death, implied incest, and PRIDE ED. (If you don’t know what that means, do a google image search. I’m sure you’ll find what I’m talkin’ about. . .)

PS. Anyone who doesn’t know what hubris is fails English! ;) Kidding. But seriously, if you don’t know, please don’t ask me—just look it up in the dictionary!

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Hubris

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And I watch him

My brother

Who is not my brother

Softly

Moving

Forward

Not a sound;

Not a breath

Dressed in binding black

Silent; cold

With eyes of gold

Which glitter like rubies

And malicious intent

X

And I watch him

My brother

Who is not my brother

Swiftly

Reaching

Outward

With a touch;

With a glance

Killing cruelly

Screaming, crying

The soldiers dying

His pale skin tainted

A crimson red

X

And I watch him

My brother

Who is not my brother

Turning

Quickly

Towards me

With a lick;

With a nip

Of his drenched fingers

Lips; cruel, wet

Beaded with scarlet

The hue of the markings

Covering his body

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And I watch him

My brother

Who is not my brother

Who promised to protect me

Who promised he’d be with me

Who promised he would love me

Coming

Quickly

Closer

With a grab;

With a grasp

The one who stole my brother

Steals from me a kiss

Killing us with hubris

Then laughs as I fall soundly

With the others

To my death

XXX