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Your bloodied is I cling to.
In powerful rain, they laid down heads to die.
Let dark, thirsty eyes drink deep the sights of me.
It's sad that, in our blindness, we gather for flowers.
Your holds a feast of danger.
The suffering you had to bear.
I'd die for that one more time.
The loved one below your ideals.
Pleasure too safely enjoyed zest.
The brave lick sickening lips.
Rigid, and a poet.
A king in his castle.
now?
me!
me!
me!
yourself!
Where
Which
Dear God, show me, take own.
free!
Arise!
ruined!
down!
Your kin, piled thick you.
yourself!