repeating wars

i'll hypothesize

the same old battles

never won

cause' you always gave up

and i've fought through circumstance

an ephifany

of white snow

tainted red

with the blood of those

who could hold a thought inside their head

you are a coward

spasmodic nothing

a specter of just in case

like me

we roll over for them

tumble down the hill of no retreat

look back, they'll still be there

wires in your veins

my halo is bent

but i can still use my voice

i'll find the treasure

i'll disappear

i'll scrape your winter

but i was never here

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