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Playing God

from Developmeant by A Sound Heart

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I promise I can breathe for the both of us.
Just set your wings on me;
I could be that feathered thing caught in the breeze.
And when the winds change,
There’s no keeping me from taking all we’ve made.
A silent struggle, a picture no speech could ever capture.
So don’t weep.
Just turn back my son. Hearken!
Just turn back before you lose your head.
I will handle this on my own the way I always have.
I’ll strike with the snake’s tongue and the might of a thousand furies
To keep them away, to keep the beasts at bay.
But when I’m forced to face a lie I wonder
Does it hurt to know I let you live?
Walk on, boy; my patience is wearing thin.
I am not the sum of my apologies.
I am not one to be taken advantage of.
But still I love you, somehow I love you.
I wish you the best, now go home.
I could only hold on for so long.
We’ve come to a bittersweet end.
I left your wings at the door where you can take up what I left off.
My boy, my boy, how I love you, god knows how much I love you.
But my boy, my boy, don’t you lie to me, don’t you ever lie to me.
I’ll strike with the snake’s tongue and the might of a thousand furies.
Just back off my son.
Does it hurt to know I let you live?
God forbid what I’d do to you if you’d turn your back on me.
I’d strike with the snake’s tongue and the might of a thousand furies
To keep you away, to keep your beasts at bay.
But you can still trust me to fight the monsters that hide under your bed.
I can shield you from the fire that rains down from the sky.
I’ll beat you until you’re numb so you never hurt again.
I’ll cut holes in your eyelids so you can see at night.
Lately I pray the sky would grant me one last flight.
And how I love the dirty word that bleeds me like a knife.
I’ll fight myself until my limbs grow sore before admitting I’m a coward.
I swear I’m no coward.

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from Developmeant, released March 10, 2012

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