You look me in the eyes and speak my name,
As if my life were nothing but a game,
A kingdom built on foundations of grief,
Where you find your joy and your relief.
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A line, a spark, a fleeting thrill,
The start of a climb, then the drop of the hill.
From a single taste to a heavy debt,
A life now framed by deep regret.
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To the world, I am a pillar, standing firm and tall,
The one who holds the ceiling up, the one who will not fall.
'She's the strongest, ' so they whisper, beneath an open sky,
While they miss the rising water and the shadows in my eye.
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If the vessel is shattered, the wood split apart,
Can it be mended—this beat in my heart?
I've spent a lifetime in 'what comes next, '
Dredging the spirits of a long-faded wreck.
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A boy cast out when the shadows grew tall,
Shipped away at the first sign of a brawl.
He drifted through life with no place to belong,
Where the walls of a prison became his dark song.
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You do not like me; that is fine, I know,
I never asked for you to lay the floor below.
If I am not your person, if you cannot stay,
I'll be the one to move the stones out from your way.
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