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To build a man

I’ve built a man
On past mistakes
On redemption
And loss at hand

The meaning of man
A skull, a primate
Canorous we are
When acting above all

To reach a purpose
Grander than mankind
Obsolete I am
When acting as a servant

Death I’ve conquered
But grown weak and hollow
Lost a million lives
And fear the path I follow

Still the lashes in our hearts
A burden on its own
A man to unveil
And the scars not shown




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Publicerad 2013-03-17 14:57



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