I'll pick up my cross even
though it was never mine to bear.
The treachery of others have
left me broken and in despair.
Truth is bitter and tastes like fire;
to those who are habitual liars.
Kissing the lips of death;
Why do they put God to the test?
The time is soon to come
when my blood will be avenged
The heartbreaking part is...
My killers are my friends.
© Tanmoy
©lostlove00
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