Selfless Defense
Take me back upon a hill,
an imagery time of inconsequential deals,
where love is blind,
and hate is enforced,
and all you can think of
is substantial divorce.
Oh the agony,
the agony of time
where life is succumbed
to the rage of a rhyme.
But furthermore; my dear friends-
I'm only a child,
with selfless defense.
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