Battle
To live a life of malice,
Hindered by his bleeding soul,
Tossed the golden chalice,
It never filled the gaping hole,
He walks this earth,
Engorged with animosity,
Doomed from birth,
A life of atrocity.
He puts on face,
For the world to see,
Fallen from grace,
For what he can't be,
Embraced the reaper,
To cope with mortality,
It only digs him deeper,
To focus on finality,
He's his only keeper.
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