redefined by never was
a stranger to this history.
sweet sweat we wore
like armour,
sword and sheild
to could be.
night wounds
hurt the guilty,
rusted scars of fidelity.
leave your potential with me
it lingers, it stings.
i've written this before,
same sound, different pen.
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Maybe it's not enough to know yourself, or maybe it's too much.
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