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I tolled the Truth
Like bells from my lips, lapped
Up by your soul
Divined guidance and
Windswept chimes
No judgement eyed
Between us for God
Had already seen us, deemed
Us worthy and suited.
For the plans he had executed
Execute my demons
Slay my ego
Watch wherever we go.
And still so
No more do I reckon
The value of myself whole
The bell doth tolled hear though
And no reality unfold
False heroes
While my soul
Is broken from the mold
Of integral gold
Once again the chimes
Ring bold
From parted lips
The bell doth toll.


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