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Warrior
like now, I am ready for battle Against
all the blatant lies of love For
in my crusade to find that crystal I
had long held on to the soft dove Enough!
I cry, do not make a fool of me And
blind me not with sensual words Lead
me not into a maze of enchantment Hustle
me not along like part of a herd Some
hand me kindness and pity Some
will with poetic emotions fool But
do any of you know what I really mean When
I say I stand drowning in a whirlpool? Guess
in this world no one truly care Nor
helps to crawl out of your murky mire If
you have made your bed, you lie in it No one really dares but for their own desire…
~Glowing
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