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Aug 29
Greed's the name
And shame's the game
We played and we couldn't place
The blame.

When fire's a liar
You can hear in a choir
Angels and demons fighting for feelings
Fighting for space
In the name of grace
I played my last ace.

But playing God's a game to lose
And I just prayed I could only find my muse
And forgiven was I, or so I thought
Only to find out his hands are,
Just as cold.

And they don't help how you ask them to
They help how you need and leave your soul blue
Cause it's only you, you've got
And discernment, even that
Can end up feeling like a threat.

Cause your bones are weak and your soul sorrow
And your sight's now seeing just how hollow
It can get, within you, within them
It's never truly, gonna end.

And you just learn to live with it,
Every now and then, throw your heart and bones
Into their deathless pit.
Pain's the earth's favorite stain
I say: "**** your imaginary chain".
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Ann  Cisgender Female
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