DROP THE FAITH
Together we face the fire.
We can hear the growing flowers burn to the already burnt ground.
We watch our shadows fall conquered and motionless.
A challenge I agreed to take but broke into tears when faced.
Your cheap shots only made me stronger, so you were defeated.
I raised my head and saw you scream my name of mercy.
I pity you.
You and your sick thrills.
The saints of hell will come to my rescue and take me from this horrific double life.
I smell your tears.
I taste your hate.
I hear your pain.
Don't drop them on my fallen heart.
I'll only throw them back.
bAcK tO InDeX pAGe
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