pencil thin
pencil thin
walls caved in
if you call it
i’ll give
if you double
down
i’ll win
i’ll win
shelf it
swallow it
wall it in
dancing
on air
while the others
are gasping
pencil thin
pencil thin
your motive
your ego
your collapsing
always taking
fever collecting
the cost of
capitalism
you win
they win
melt it
hammer it
forge it within
burning out
oxygen
while the others
are gasping
i draw the
last breath
i win
in my cosmos
on this and
every day
you’re just as beautiful
as you were
on our wedding day
the truth is
lies are for pussies
shivering in
darkness
molded
with their breath
the truth is
fear of weakness
is no excuse
when fear itself
is erased by
truth
the truth is
breakers of promises
deserve no glint
of forgiveness
and i of that
should reap
no greater than this
the truth is
god’s princess
i have loved you
more than anything
since the day
our eyes first met
the 11th day
men laid to rest
weary arms
and mustard gas
a day of calm
of armistice
bringing peace
to the unrest
the 11th month
the war to end all wars
shook off oblivion
for man to endure
leaders converged
and forgave the score
for a future of brethren
echoed shore to shore
the 11th hour
treaties were signed
foxholes emptied
no more frontlines
the western front becomes
just a passing in time
a moment of remembrance
for the 21 million lives
at the 11th hour
on the 11th day
of the 11th month
forget this not
less we plan to repeat
where history failed
and men became meat
for machines of war to feed
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