I will stand by your bedside every day, broken
I tried to heal you, but my powers were lost
so I came home disappointed, and ****** off
all those tubes and breathing apparatuses, I feel so helpless
I ask the world not to think of me
for I am willing to sacrifice all for you
do not be taken away from what is left of us
me and my last blood brother will rise and die for you
The blood is still denied of the last
I am sure they want to **** us all
yet I am the only one trained in war
my younger, your elder will follow fast
This has been a nightmare
a bad dream I would love to wake up from
but this is no dream or fantasy
this is the real ****** world, and I hurt inside
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 8:11 AM UTC
I will stand by your bedside every day, broken
I tried to heal you, but my powers were lost
so I came home disappointed, and ****** off
all those tubes and breathing apparatuses, I feel so helpless
I ask the world not to think of me
for I am willing to sacrifice all for you
do not be taken away from what is left of us
me and my last blood brother will rise and die for you
The blood is still denied of the last
I am sure they want to **** us all
yet I am the only one trained in war
my younger, your elder will follow fast
This has been a nightmare
a bad dream I would love to wake up from
but this is no dream or fantasy
this is the real ****** world, and I hurt inside
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
By NeonSolaris
© 2011 NeonSolaris (All rights reserved)
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