I know we are both wrecked
And armor has layered thick
Yet we can unpack slowly
Or even cut straight into it
Dismantling past injuries
Chinks in mail adhered to
When had no other choices
But to adopt others’ retinue
We know the warriors creed
To never let down our guard
But you and I were born for more
Than bloody-battled fealty tartars
We can take the skills we’ve learned
Weave coloured paradise paradigms
For you, for me, and the world
To restore belief in love again
Oh say you want this with me
Let’s embrace this life’s gaety!
In daylight spiraling galaxies
At night tending our wounds
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(Title of multiple meanings)
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