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Jun 2013
A freak with a gift
The beast able to lift
The very sky
And hold it high
But no one sees
No one heeds
Its whimpers of pain
They only want to gain
Control of a monster
Who tries to say he lost her
His beauty and love
When he reached up above
To help all of you
He lost her too
Now he is alone
Frozen to the bone
With fear and doubt
Unable to shout
That he needs his life
His love his wife
The only one who never screamed
But looked up and beamed
At this monster so strong
Who no one had loved for so long

So run and hide
Any who seek to guide
This giant will
Let loose and ****
Anyone between him
And his most precious gem
You wont be cut
Or clawed and shut
In a coffin cold
Filled with mold
He needs no weapon save his eyes
For they will pierce through your lies
Laying bare your soul
Leaving just a gaping hole

You will die, you will fade
But he cannot, for there will always be shade
Robert Fox
Written by
Robert Fox  Olympia Wa
(Olympia Wa)   
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