Heavy is the Eyes, Dark is the Soul

 
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His head hurts from carrying so much pain

A crown of thorn, a leech in his flesh 

Heavy is the head they say, his hands are weary from carrying this load

Heavy is the eyes, dark is the soul 

Of the man who's lived through his fears, 

Traded his peals of laughter and sowed his tears.

Bruised are his fingers,  from fighting his demons 

From dusks till morns

Battered are his feet from treading on snakes

Cankerworms from within chewing away, his belly aches.

Tattooed upon his heart, scars from his battles

His psyche is a turf, a golf course of brawls

His mind, a warzone upon which unending bouts take place

His legs are worn out, can't keep up the pace

His arms are too heavy to hold his shield in place

His spirit is still in the fight but his soul's too weary to hold his faith

Miah le rêve 

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