Strand by Brandtson
with less than confidence i continue on.
feeling the thickening of falling short.
bleeding but breathing still i stand.
you may be king of the mountain
but i think hitting the ground made me stronger.
see my pain across your face cheshire smile stretches ear to ear.
burn my body in effigy.
do what you will do what you want.
just finish quick and move on.
drift away to your lullaby to wake up on your bed of nails.
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