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Mar 2019
I’m broken, beaten by the game we play
Crushed by your hands, stung by the poison
I’m falling outside your stare, don’t make me stay
A sparkle on the wall, a shine on the horizon

Armies in front of me, plagues just behind
Bleeding on the ground, bones stare to the moon
My grip wavers, the hope I try to find
You could be the end, the start of my doom

Kneel to the flaws, bow down beneath the pain
Laugh & curse my name, this is a game to you
If it ends today, you won’t have my tears to gain
Close my eyes, wait for reckoning too

Swallow the kindness that life gave
Remember those memories before
There is still a soul left to save
A spark, a protagonist plucked from lore

He fought beside the light
I couldn’t see then, he knows now
An army mustered his might
Strength left, even they don’t see how

He isn’t there, a mystery presence
Standing above the armies, the hoards
The fight began with my essence
This is the future I fight towards
Khyle Manby-Evans
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Khyle Manby-Evans  26/M/Shrewsbury, UK
(26/M/Shrewsbury, UK)   
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