swooped eyes bowing to
a heart whimpered to silence
i had lost the essence,
all had faded to a sorrow blue.
take a chance the voice said.
a plight to live and suffer
or die for a quick blunder,
just asking to be betrayed
seventeen days of eternal wait,
pseudo smiles erupting into flames.
the final cry to end all games
and to only rely on faith?
the collision of selfish lies
and painless fibs
guided the situation out of cribs
to thunder cloud filled skies
nuclear warheads transformed to toys
the elite are in the sandbox
there never were keys to any locks
the line was widened between men and boys
tried and torn apart,
teardrops slammed in to the ground
at a rate impossible to be found
the dismal of a missed dart
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