An entity trapped in ruins of a battle lost long ago
The visual outcome of the inner war
Hardened the shelf like steel
And frozen within
inhumane force awakened thee
The spectrum of life damaged by lack of trust
Unworthy of showing emotions as time permits me
Chances to see a glean of peace decreased

Choosing self torture to carrion the fortunes of my name
burdens weighs like atlas counterweight
Forbidden to feel any pain

The last sun of a golden era sets
to dwell with the past
Is to live in dust
Unsure of what gales I'll be facing.

Vexation by situational awareness
The route seems null of what lies ahead
Beheaded myself to set wickedness free
A path to choose for the few i lead

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