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SOBRIETY
Uprooted, Falcon
Mushed fate in glimpse of soft embrace
Callous will you call the face of the pinched orthodox surreal
Bashed! Few nominees will stay holding the faith in somber
Like the clasped of thunder they'll fall, clouded minds
Pity! Not word for half baked faith solemnly standing of the way
Path, route, steps, way, destination all bashed, clumsily lost
Climb up high in hide of your stain like vulture; the bald
You'll cry, your voice in echo travelling unheard through the tunnel
Fasten your strength, let your blood boil in rage let your skin shiver
It's here, it's sound, the judgement in garment gauging and galloping
Wallop, whoops, you will stay in sobriety after this? Your theft!
Be wise, rise like a flawless kite, soar right into the sky
Besiege, don't stop; game, bounce, sought, ride, shield then fight
Hard enough to break the wall, then set it free, be free
Fly like a bird, the falcon, the tiercel, then bow to no one
© Whitephoenix