Brave
Belief is a war half finished,
Draped in all that is dry
Yet carrying the waterfall of our
tears,
Nailing their resolve to the sky.
We've hummed well enough to
sing corpses alive
Guiding our forces lost in the
fortress inside
Please,
Relearn to not fear laying your
soul on the grass
And live in knowing that with all
that has been said, nothing has.
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