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ACHERON

ACHERON

They Know

By: Ezekiel Gonzales

Standing naked above the stage
Staring at wounds of hurt
They know
 
Voicing things no one else dare do
A Viking in the making
They know
 
Injecting the antidote
Invalidate them all
They know
 
War takes those that fall
No willing participate is chosen
They know
 
Bending the rule of a king
Bestowing a reign—
They know
 
Carrying the voice of lost ones
A crash of colors
They know
 
Lusting after untouched treasure
Letting the begging hand go
They know
 
Over the crease
Willing one to move
They know
 
Under the sacred heart
Underway is man
They know
 
Diving deep,
I die for untold truths
They know
 
Advancing against the opponent
All it took was one blow
They know

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