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All your actions are one sided deeds So what do you claim to have ever done for me? Except run from me Block driveways Disguise pathways Lock doorways with melted keys Having me walk on burning sands Melting the bottoms of my already rotten feet Yet you continuously encourage me By speaking a tongue so enticingly sweet It has me swimming in a tomb full of acient Egyptian Straight out the farmers kitchen   Honey But Its ugly I drown in its texture As you religiously lie to me about the glimmer of your treasure I only begged for the minimum And received half of that measure I would have died for you Lied for you Cut all ties for you But now I know better Now I day dream Fantasizing about when you need my presence When you can no longer fight No longer strong enough to draw your own weapon Exposed to those you label as foes Nothing left but to glare at the heavens Enemies draw near because you hopelessly let them Praying that my sword will protect you But It won't be in attendance I only reserve the blade for my own independence
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Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 6:07 PM UTC
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All your actions are one sided deeds So what do you claim to have ever done for me? Except run from me Block driveways Disguise pathways Lock doorways with melted keys Having me walk on burning sands Melting the bottoms of my already rotten feet Yet you continuously encourage me By speaking a tongue so enticingly sweet It has me swimming in a tomb full of acient Egyptian Straight out the farmers kitchen   Honey But Its ugly I drown in its texture As you religiously lie to me about the glimmer of your treasure I only begged for the minimum And received half of that measure I would have died for you Lied for you Cut all ties for you But now I know better Now I day dream Fantasizing about when you need my presence When you can no longer fight No longer strong enough to draw your own weapon Exposed to those you label as foes Nothing left but to glare at the heavens Enemies draw near because you hopelessly let them Praying that my sword will protect you But It won't be in attendance I only reserve the blade for my own independence
jeremyh
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Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 6:07 PM UTC
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