your failure

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 Do you hear that blast?
Thoughts of me being next hit fast.

Cuz what is this life if not uncertainty

Justice inexistent, we blindly believe

In liars, in haters, in kingdoms of glam

If that was your birthright, please do understand

You, are blowing away my home, then you feed lies

My faith, my peace erupting right by my eyes

No-

You can’t take away my pride

Take it away, then you hide

You want war- i'll be your instigator

So keen for your loss, think you can claim yourself victor

We’re done hiding away- come meet us at battle

You’re time’s here to pay, good luck admitting your failure

Soon will darkness emerge from your dazzle

We’ll be ready, good luck admitting your failure

Comments

  1. key1 June 2021 at 05:54

    I missed you! Welcome back haha!!

    Is this about taking vengeance on somebody who's done something terrible?

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    1. IntriguingIdeas1 June 2021 at 21:34

      oh that's so nice! i was actually working on so many things at once and forgot to post anything.. it's inspired from too much to explain but really, to narrow it down, yes. maybe.

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