My
love for my loves is a brilliant thing
Damn
the hate in my veins
Gift
of gratitude to hold and uplift
But
it slips
Be
ready to etch my grave
Ignore
the ignorant
The
ignorant
The
enemy
The
faces move
The
fire stays
Painted
in crimson
Met
anew day by day
The
lives of others are not my fault
Responsibility
I
live for myself
No
one lives for me
Own
your own responsibilities
This
is truth
Pith
on display
Fear
bred of love
Bred
of care
Where
the eagles dare
Far
from the apathy
Bring
on the words
Enervate
I
beg on bended knee
Show
me the body that will put me in the Mercy Seat
My
dears
I
will see you when the trumpets scream.
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