i left a message for you

lined his pockets
with the Blood of a slave
It will never be enough,
no matter how much she gave
With just one prayer, Child,
you can be saved
If that's your rescue,
I'd rather die today
If that's your love,
I'd rather fight the pain
Dig a tunnel to the underground
And run away.
Was it all in vain?
Give myself another name;
surely one that won't bring you shame.
There is no time, it's not a game
The man is there and he longs for fame,
But when I turn to look,
There's only me to blame.

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Witness-of-the-Faith

Bravo. Very well written.

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