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I've been the steel sword and the shield,
not once have i let my fear wield,
digging through my dresser drawer,
quickly forgetting what i was originally digging for,

lost surrounded by postered white walls,
fearing the dark when the night falls,
and my dreams take over, never really sure who,
i will see tonight or what we'd do,

you mold and fold until the act gets old,
through growing tired of trying do you become bold,
through struggles are you judged most,
cause that's when the kingdom sees the true host,

your hair is covering a liar destined always to dwell,
on the words I could never tell,
until an understanding is reached i'll be dream-seased,
shaking and turning for the hell i achieve.