Amidst the mist
When hopping realities churning out grilling you
Drills you do
The frills you do!
A fancy scarlet stone that shines
A mind of your own if it can opine
Lumps in your throats to tell the truth
Cant you battle a fight within?
Will you follow or rather be followed?
Don't you know you will surrender?
You are aware that you will fall
the unbeaten will beat you apart.
You dare to differ
I dare to beg!
I think that I dared
or I think I dare!!!
If only I had dared....
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