Chey King

Which way would I go?
Who else would be there,
But my bold, unbreakable foe?
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The taste of someone that never fades
Like a million exotic shades
of red
But with love comes lust
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You may yell and shout
Call me your slave
But when I get out
You will never be safe
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I have a wall
Blank
Unmoving
You'll never know who I am or what I'm doing
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I have become numb
After all those years of being under your thumb
There was never a chance to break the silence
There was never a chance to catch my balance
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Protect
Defend
Survive
The words had been engraved,
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Devoid of everything that should matter
Yell in victory should my heart splatter
Yell because you have mastered the art
The art of tearing me apart
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Who's soul should you keep intact?
When you have yet to accomplish fact
When I have tried so hard to appease
When you have yet to attempt to please
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The waves of pain are coming down now
Crashing against your suspended frame.
Hung by the neck, your sorrows dangle,
Following you down your path of destruction
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I had finally accepted who I was,
I had finally come to terms with what I felt inside,
Until the very fabric of myself that I had sewn together
with an erratic mind and a broken heart
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It was excruciating...
Her fingernails dug at the string that sewed her mouth shut
The silence threatened to crush what was left of her soul
Blood poured from her lips as she scraped what was left of her flesh
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Invisible to the world in these woods;
Capturing, Killing whatever he could.
But it was the chase,
Not the prize
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Her beauty was tainted
How many hearts has she broken with no more remorse
Than a lion at the throat of its prey?
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As the knife plunges into his flesh,
His soul is set free
Even if only temporary he is content
Although his actions are overrated, overused, and forever scrutinized-
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