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I recall my troubles and those dilemmas of grief, they bare the sin of shattering Me!
To live!
I part from torment and silence that uncovered their bounds, here they descend to my shores and
yet still I stand, as firm and rigid and as bold as ever!
To know!
Every crack and each fissure, they use to climb my will and hike these mountains that are mighty,
unbreakable whose valleys are steep and fathomless..
To stop is to fail! to break is to die! People who loved faked and lied! Friends and family of faces dark!
Treacherous! They deceive! Lie! We were stuck in a place of shame, yet we did not beg! We asked,
Pleaded And lived! We smiled and danced! In unfaithful times and those of despair, Silenced by it…
We did not speak! We listened, and yet now we strike!!
We must redress!
I must learn! Faucet their scandals! Ground myself and root the pillars : of intuition, experience, scars
and deep wounds of life to where the blood is red with pain! I must redress! Steady the mast! Face a
storm! They Lie! Lie! And Lie! In our times of necessity where plague graced our doors, clouds of
misfortune thundered our sky! The clock never chimed this test of faith! You fall back and think? We
cried and I lamented yet NO! No tears were in vain! I Speak, I strike and
I will redress! I narrate a story of when our lunches and dinners were of bread and broth, fridges
were callous just like their hearts, luxury packed and need was a crime! We smiled, for we knew trust
binded us! NO! You fail! I must Speak! Strike! Redress! I shall so! My uncle was bland and aunt was
shallow, their children, standers so they followed
Hollow!
Worthless!
Their old man, though, was tied in familiar lies and their Ma shed from a picture! Now dusty! You
detained our ties! Severed! Cut! Used! And Mined!
“Shan't it go? A mistake is a fault, sand on our eyes! We’ll take you back! And we shan't lie! "
You're broke!
You're tattered! And again You lie!
I hammered stones on this heart! Sharpened the nail that passed! My uncle! Listen to your words!
Love was a game and so were our ties, seems you’ve planned in our capricious time! We scorched for
support, not your bank! We yearned for comfort, never your cash..
A few words would've done and a hug was enough! Yet you lied! Lied and lied! Should you be
striked? Should you be cut? For this is me! etched in time!
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Exclaim!
To stop is to fail!, to break is to die! People who loved faked and lied! Friends and
family of faces dark! Treacherous! They deceive! Lie! Lie! Lie! We were stuck in a place
of shame, yet we did not beg! We asked, Pleaded And lived! We smiled! And danced! In unfaithful
times and those of despair, Silenced by it…We did not speak! We listened and yet now we strike!!
I speak now! I strike and redress!
“Forget! My son, the world is strange! Every family is but a game”
To deny pity!
Mercy! And deception!
We must redress!
I must learn! Faucet their scandals, Ground myself and root the pillars : intuition,
experience, scars and deep wounds of life to where the blood is red with pain! I must
redress! Steady the bast! Face a storm! They Lie! Lie! And Lie! In our times of
necessity where plague graced our doors, Clouds of misfortune thundered our sky!
The clock never chimed this test of faith! You fall back and think? We cried and I
lamented yet NO! No tears were in vain! I Speak, I strike and I will redress!
I narrate a story of when our lunches and dinners were of bread and broth, fridges were callous just
like their hearts, luxury packed and need was a crime! We smiled, for we knew trust binded us! NO!
You fail! I must Speak! Strike! Redress! I shall so!
My uncle was bland and aunt was shallow, their children were standers so they followed
Hollow!
Empty!
Worthless!
Their old man, though, was tied in familiar lies and their Ma shed from a picture! Now
dusty! You detained our ties! Severed! Cut! Used! And Mined!
“Shan't it go? A mistake is a fault, sand on our eyes! We’ll take you back! And we
shan't lie! “
You're broke!
You're tattered! And again
You lie! You lie! You lie!
I hammered stones on this heart! Sharpened the nail that passed in the start! My
uncle! Listen to your words!
Speak now and I strike! I strike and I must Strike!
Love was a game and so were our ties, seems you’ve planned in our capricious
time! We scorched for support, not your bank! We yearned for comfort, never your
cash.. A few words would've done and a hug was enough! Yet you lied! Lied and lied! Should you be
striked? Should you be cut? For this is me! etched in time!