To move, as if not there But still as if you held subtance What lies underneath was not a question
But instead it was to keep you emotionless as you murdered it Press on, as the incontinence burys it, fall straight as arrows to compensate
The loss of the mark, the triumph of the meadowlark Silently hovering above even the albatross To keep was not the bow, but it quivered the arrow A simple home meant to shield your back from the talons in tow
I broke from it all, questioned the draw, silently aimed as I muster the competence They said I'm not, they said I can't, they said I was everything but worth it I broke from it all, questioned the draw, silently aimed as I muster the confidence They said I was, they said I could, they said I met every expectation and still, I felt like I shouldn't have
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Away The thought Of ever Being Something To anyone
You fail Because You don't know That ev ry one Is against you
One day You'll find At days end That the Triumph Is giving up
subject masked in feather A spectator smiles and waves The archer is quiet, abundant in stride And so the hunger weighs down all the days
Something of quality Cold wind decieve you The fool is hanged and the sinner is saved