to the wounded:
i have seen the self image that they've forced you to reduce to shattered glass
with the only remaining value lying in its jagged edges
but the few who warrant waking for await their recognition
no fear of death but with fear of life
your weakness kills everyone so live
angels for everyone
for no lack of seaching i can't seem to find one
angels in everyone
what of all their promises? can't seem to find much more than lies
angels in anyone
a permanent solution to a temporary problem
before i'd lay me down to rest i'd throw everything away to live
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