He who may remain

with his unblessed eyes

and thoughts covered by the rain

May he find the darkness unwelcome

as his feet trod through lies

and his journey forever solemn

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She with her hands black

her pleasantries taunted

and her knife in another's back

May she discover that truth behold

she with her soul;

the devil's sold

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They with the reddened truths

their eyes cold:

from their forgotten youths

May they learn their just deserves

their actions unkind

for bars they serve

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You with the hidden wrist

your self-loathing portrait

from pro on the list

May you realise that life be cruel

to those undeserved

from the anonymous fool

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We with our thoughts singular

our body an individual

but our mind peculiar

May we receive clarity for damnation

our words unclear

the mystery: our relation

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I with the clear soul

with thoughts pure

without none but a toll

Let me voice the world of unsafe

where I walked from

the broken; the unfaith.