One Is 1
The race to end what is left of earth.
One host to the bleeder.
One bleeds blood and one bleeds the marrow.
Inside the bones where the weaker weaps.
One with the broken heart.
One which leaks venom into poison.
One which breaks two three times into four.
Cracked mirrors are hanged against the deadliest stares.
One shadow deceived will forever remain aware.
Tick the tock and beware.
One hand will strike the clock.
Blind are we as blind to the bomb.
One hand will squeeze the trigger.
One hand will be the detonater.
One hand to become a killer.
As 1 to thee.
As 1 to be.
Atomicaly free.
Copyright © Unic Cjonr | Year Posted 2013
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