I raise my head with dis contentment
Not realizing where they all went.
Hoping to wipe my tears alone.
They are mine to own.
A hero is never really a hero unless they have fought to become one.
Leaving everything behind just to come undone.
You mark your fingers through the blood.
Remorselessly standing in the tears that flood.
A lie gets bigger and mixes with the stories behold.
Waiting for the answers that were left untold.
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