August 18, 2022.
Build bridges then burn them
Forgive, but forget nothing
I can greatly reward and brutally punish
But intention seems to be everything
Who waits on the other side of that bridge
What exactly was done
What position you are in when no one saw you point the gun
How hazy it can be,
To rule with an iron thumb
when your body is just flesh and bone
How easy it can be, to put yourself above
How dangerous it can be living inside glass walls
and gifted with heavy stones
Platforms and pillars, torches and pitchforks
I play the divines just to know them better sometimes
Poetry by aidan haskel
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Written on 2022-08-18 at 08:52
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i play the divines
I play god, and the devilBuild bridges then burn them
Forgive, but forget nothing
I can greatly reward and brutally punish
But intention seems to be everything
Who waits on the other side of that bridge
What exactly was done
What position you are in when no one saw you point the gun
How hazy it can be,
To rule with an iron thumb
when your body is just flesh and bone
How easy it can be, to put yourself above
How dangerous it can be living inside glass walls
and gifted with heavy stones
Platforms and pillars, torches and pitchforks
I play the divines just to know them better sometimes
Poetry by aidan haskel
Read 203 times
Written on 2022-08-18 at 08:52
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