Pliable Foe

Carried down yet another ghostly road

Of a life already lived and faded

Passing yet another broken man

His life in burning iron wrought



His voice is the thoughtless wake of others



A damaged life

Beating blackened earth

As great

Dedicate

The face's gone

We who are in its grace

A war is on



The other rises, shining in his violence

His annihilation is my aim

No blood is spilled

Only smiles from his lips



Twist his arm back at me

Time is made at odds[?]

Pushing me

Extending me

To go toe-to-toe in this race



Crush away my will

Our world is bound in two

A shadow escapes ahead

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The struggle in our words