Gasping for the right words
to lose you in,
End my misery with forgetfulness
of the time spent in a fruitless
garden composed of lyrical
nonsense,
Slipping through unwithered petals
left untouched by timeless death,
Unsuspected by the fates I
reawaken in a ripple of crimson
lust,
Reborn, made of you, spoken of
as a child of yesterday when my
heart turns to stone tonight,
Mounted on my horse I ride toward
the imprisonment placed on ones'
skin never once alliviated by society,
Battles left unchecked rebelled within
your soul lost in transition removed by
kings' unwanting victories.
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From dehumanization to arms production,
For the benefit of the nation or its destruction
Power, power, the law of the land,
Those living for death will die by their own hand..
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(")_(")(+'.'+) die you feckin' bunny.
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