Take & Take

Take & Take

Take my face
I have more
Nothing special
Forgotten already

Take my hands
Break them
Burn to ash
I’ll make due

Take my will
Not a chance
Clad in iron
Built to defy

Take my voice
Don’t even try
For each you take
Two more will cry...

  • Hirsute optimist, Gloriously ignorant, Stupidly profound.

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