Sovereign
Complicate me more,
If you will,
When I let my guard down,
Proceed with vengeance,
You should kill,
The prince without a crown.
Do not hesitate!
Draw your blade,
Torture my scabs with brine.
Before I react and draw out mine.
Unfamiliar blood marks your wanted victory,
Every stab is a step closer to my misery,
Or perhaps my dream guised as my nightmare,
That has fooled me with the mask it wears
With the lies it tells,
And illusions it feeds my eyes,
As today's so called wise,
Like time itself,
Heaven, my hell.
I've acknowledged,
Your way to make a move and throttle,
Received,
Your message in the goddamn bottle!
My ticket and key to the open path,
My long lost, but needed wrath,
At last! I've been cut loose,
And I thank you for the abuse.
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