One for the
image they told me to reach
Two for all
the friends who never came back
Three for
all the time spent on the wrong track
Four for
the life lessons they tried to teach
Five for all
the potential left unused
Six for
the hearts that have been left broken
Seven for
the lies that have been spoken
Eight for
the many offers left refused
Nine for
the circles that kept me way out
Ten for
the hate I so easily bred
Eleven
for all those who want me dead
Twelve
for those left disappointed, in doubt
And this
army will arrive on this day
But I’m
ready – I’m not running away
6th April 2012
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