Rising No More
Jagged inside with nowhere to hide,Betrayal burning in my veins.
My redemption forever beyond reach
In a world of classic puns,
Emotional virus of a brand new strain.
I get up again...
Memory unjustly, perfectly clear,
A bay window view of my ashes
Blowing, drifting permanently away,
Into a dusty twilight where pictures
Made of past and present clashes.
I get up once more...
Drawn to a close amidst cylindrical,
Damn near comical aches and fears,
My strength resides unchecked.
I rise to my feet again and I
Throw myself again against the spear.
I lie where I've fallen.
Bane
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