#51 Epiphany

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There are better things to say than meaningless pray

When days go by fast and don't seem to last

I'll look at sky and daydream away waiting for the time to wake in a new day.

I hate you with my soul as my fists fly out of control

Meeting your face and turning it into a disgrace

A beautiful sight so fulfilling in the arena's crimson light

But I feel like announcing all my problems to you

For when my feelings bloom they'll bring everlasting doom

A tsunami of emotion making me see the world in distortion

I'll look at the canary on the tree and stare at it in epiphany

For I have noticed how I feel but am not ready to make it real

So I'll keep punching your face till the end of human race

Make you notice your mistakes while I count how long it takes

For you to join me in this trip to the beautiful scenery that'll make you stare at me in epiphany

I'll scream at you till you scream at me too

For bringing you to sanity in this time of pure humanity

I'll make you see me past the hatred in my eyes

I'll make you feel the love you hold, I'll help you unfold

I just hope you know my love for you will be forever untold.

— based on a story coming up 'Epiphany'.

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