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It may be demons you're fighting, But it's angels dying. And people like me caught in-between. Good intentions you're laying, But the path you are paving? Not sure if it leads where you think. And I 'm not saying you're wrong. I'm not claiming I'm right. Not conceding that there's one or the other. I just want you to wait, Halt your raging crusade, Before one thing leads to another. So caught up in the ends That you forgo twists and bends, And turn a blind eye to the means. You have something to prove, But much more to lose. There is time: you're still green. And while there are battles worth picking, And wars worth pursuing, How you fight matters just as much as who wins. So just take a breath, And take stock of what's left, Before you can't turn back because you're too far in.
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Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 10:49 PM UTC
The Good Fight
It may be demons you're fighting, But it's angels dying. And people like me caught in-between. Good intentions you're laying, But the path you are paving? Not sure if it leads where you think. And I 'm not saying you're wrong. I'm not claiming I'm right. Not conceding that there's one or the other. I just want you to wait, Halt your raging crusade, Before one thing leads to another. So caught up in the ends That you forgo twists and bends, And turn a blind eye to the means. You have something to prove, But much more to lose. There is time: you're still green. And while there are battles worth picking, And wars worth pursuing, How you fight matters just as much as who wins. So just take a breath, And take stock of what's left, Before you can't turn back because you're too far in.
cheyenne37
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Apr 16, 2016
Apr 16, 2016 at 10:49 PM UTC
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