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We live in a land of contempt Where respect is exempt Where a belief is held That there is no reason to Rebel Rebellious fools end up dead As the voices whisper with dread As they are silenced and fed Lies and promises instead Liars look on with broken ideals As they look at others as inferior beings As they stand so high and mighty Renegades stand against society Betrayal and deserters they stand for whats right As they are pitted against their own in a fight The liars stand behind their wall Watching as their own people take the fall Treasonous cowards, disloyal fiends Dishonest fighters, faithless murderers They are made into criminals bound for the gallows Waging horrific war against their own brothers Corruption hides within cruel asylum Time passes, ignited sparks forgotten Criminals spilled shame, abandoned honor Against the liars of righteousness On tattered parchment, words between stains Written in a common language, crimson pain Never confessed, the crime of oppression Dying flame flickered, silencing defiance
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Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 2:38 AM UTC
Defiance
We live in a land of contempt Where respect is exempt Where a belief is held That there is no reason to Rebel Rebellious fools end up dead As the voices whisper with dread As they are silenced and fed Lies and promises instead Liars look on with broken ideals As they look at others as inferior beings As they stand so high and mighty Renegades stand against society Betrayal and deserters they stand for whats right As they are pitted against their own in a fight The liars stand behind their wall Watching as their own people take the fall Treasonous cowards, disloyal fiends Dishonest fighters, faithless murderers They are made into criminals bound for the gallows Waging horrific war against their own brothers Corruption hides within cruel asylum Time passes, ignited sparks forgotten Criminals spilled shame, abandoned honor Against the liars of righteousness On tattered parchment, words between stains Written in a common language, crimson pain Never confessed, the crime of oppression Dying flame flickered, silencing defiance
I found this on my news-feed. I wrote it back in 2015. I didn't really remember writing it, and it pretty bad so I tweaked it a little.
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Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 2:38 AM UTC
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