Penance paid, the hefty price
Of believing that sacrifice
Can assuage the guilt of one
Whose good intentions come undone
The good deed masks the sphere of pain
The wailing calls without refrain
The chance to feel complete again
Disappears with waiting sin
Trapped within a web of lies
A stash of silky spin
I cannot seem to recognise
Where it ends and I begin
One day the walls will crumble
And I will stand exposed
As a fake or charlatan
Whose one horse army fights alone
Caged animal lives to fight another day
You must be joking if you think there is another way
Hear the crash, smell the burn, feel the rope
Now bereft of all hope
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