Lost
♧I let the demons from inside tear the flesh of my bones ♧Left for no more of crackle bones are left to perish into mere ash ♧I watch as the ash fly away into the faults of lost souls ♧They gaze back at me with the eyes of a motherless child ♧For a hero need their eyes speak and their wrists bleed ♧How does a hero rescue if he is also in need ♧I glance through the mirror only to see morals driven by greed ♧I see the vanity of their hearts and their blistering shame of their minds ♧Fear me or never see me but words hear me ♧Many will never know but only few will see ♧We are merely blinded by the sound of own arrogance and are puppets to the noise of our ignorance ♧While thinking we are dominant of a life that isn't ours to own ~ By T.Kenny 🖤
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