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Concern may wash over you
In total good faith
It will be washed out at times
A wave back into the sea

Battles brew and break shields
Glass cracks into
A prismatic spiderweb
Flesh is slit wide open

Bring the pain on
I want to feel it
The source of my agony
The source of my strength
I might bleed
But blood clots
Wounds do heal
That's where the scars come in

That token you forgot to give back
When you retrieved your bags
In a store - in life
That sign of past agony

Tortured - mind's already a prison
Forced to retreat there
Physical pain so intolerable
From up close

From the same side of the wall
Behind your shield
The one you're protecting
Instead of yourself
You can't let them go
They can't let doubt go
They bring their close comrades
You're alone

Mee, alone; tried looking after you
You couldn't handle the deep end
I should've known...

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