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I am a king born to royalty
she is a slave
a product of my hereditary
now, here's the reality
I’m working hard at familiarity
losing my stability
I’m not working to the best of my ability
I’m a diamond
all intricacies and hardness,
softened by the blood of a freshly slaughtered ram
[Aries?] ?
this female
she got me wishing
we could all the warring
and all the human herding
break the barriers
and start different careers
pay our prices
settle the arrears
clean up our interiors
settle our differences
and stop making references
I’m a mind game
caught in the web of my machinations?
confusion reigns
thoughts of being lost
in a realm unknown
so oblivious to the damage being done
doubts are in charge
naivety is a vice
if I could just believe,
I know I’ll rise
shine, amaze dazzle, mesmerize
yet I know I’ll have to pay the price
of never haven taken this chance,
I’m a doubting Thomas,
always too afraid to believe?
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