"Here Shock, the pride of all his kind, is laid, Who fawned like man, but ne'er like man betrayed."

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My death could, in fact, save him. If it can't, no matter. It's enough to die of spite. To punish Haymitch, who, of all the people in this rotting world, has turned Peeta and me into pieces in his Games. I trusted him. I put what was precious in Haymitch's hands. And he has betrayed me.

— Suzanne Collins