Warrior Protection
Yer i danced the devil
And i just gor away
I played its game
Now its over. Now its paid
Yer...deciet...i got somethin to say
Get rid ..this smog
its no longer your way
I am.. makin sure
You willl remember my play
You stuffed with a label
Overseeing this earth
See..it all depennds
To which level...to which end
Now its all yours lonliness... Thats your curse
As you wander your tradgedy and roam
Aimlessly...this earth.
Like a knife in my back. Or a thorn in my side
You broke me..deciet fractured truth
So i bid you ..goodbye
Copyright © Bree Maree | Year Posted 2015
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