Digging through some old post that never made it for one reason or another, not sure why I dropped this one, but here it is now.
I never knew how much I needed this
It's like a ball of happiness wrapped in bliss
A lovely little twist in the darkened mist
This battlefield of torment now touched by the sun
The movement in a breath got the demons on the run
Hypocritical silence now mocked with intense voilence
Murdered in the house with words instead of a gun
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