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Brave faces, worn like armor from the knights of old,

Protecting this vessel from all but what is true and cold.
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Internal Sadist

Brave faces, worn like armor from the knights of old,

Protecting this vessel from all but what is true and cold.

The nightmare in my lullaby is the reality in which I lay,

Dancing with fabricated conceptions, while the truth is unable to play.

Cryptic eyes can decipher the most puzzled of hearts,

Yet remain confused before the lying even starts.

The tighter the embrace, the looser the emotional ties,

Comforting a lie in order to neglect what I truly realize.

Once the limits have been breached I get what I crave,

Only to be left unsatisfied with my own dug grave.

Pushing away what I feel is my only solution,

Left with nothing but unanswered questions, collecting like pollution.

The cost of happiness is nothing more than a simply try,

Yet no matter how little the cost my pockets always seem dry.

Like an architect of misery I design my own pain,

Left alone constantly afraid of what I was able to gain.

Trying to understand what I’ll never know,

How many more potential attempts will I watch come and go?

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