Eyes
you've blinded me.
with your toxic words,
and your putrid lies.
I shall jump to my death,
from atop this cliff
before I kneel for you.
Become the martyr.
lead the flock from the corrupt shepard,
then set them free.
frolic in peace amongst these fields,
these fields of flowers.
Is it real?
can it be done?
yes my children,
no my children.
the waters,
the sharp stones spattered.
If only it were a dream
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