Doomed to fail
Does that mean we shouldn’t try?
A force to impale
Better your head than mine
Primed to inhale
Does that mean I shouldn’t cry?
So cyclical the tale
Rather your heart this time
Built walls to scale
Does that mean you shouldn’t pry?
A peek through my heart’s veil
Nearer your prize to find
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