all this sacrifice
making us bleed
one would think
just breathing
would suffice
but I still need
more than food and drink
I watched you leaving
I knew faith and creed
could never hold
would never stand
this hurtful hurricane
you blessed us with
this blessed mess
I must confess
this destructive filth
is worse than death
so many hearts are broken
by harsh words
everyone has spoken
so many lives
have no wealth
not even love
no joyful tokens
only sparks and fire
bombs and craters
so we never fly higher
even when we think
we have finally woken
that loveless trench we've dug
is void of food and drink
all those flowers
we've plucked and killed
all those dreams
we've left unfulfilled
when we find ourselves
leaving for a tragic front
when we see ourselves
not living out our magic dreams
it seems this caustic world is ending
without you and our drastic love
maybe it's all depending
on what we truly rend
so maybe love's due sacrifice
will let us sincerely find
that merely breath
will suffice

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