I am the oversight.
Shining, flashing, burning, bright.
Ignored so long
and then ignite.
I am the oversight.
I am the plot hole,
The flaw in the plan,
The little inconsistency-
We do what we can.
The haunting feeling,
The déjà vu-
There’s something you forgot to do.
A falling star
So glaring, a fright
Stands out starkly in the night.
Why’d you ignore me? -
We seek our vengeance,
Destroying the plan,
Leaving desolate resplendence.
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