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No Taste for my Reign

I have nothing to offer in payment
I have nothing to show for the pain
I am garbed in a mendicant's raiment
I am far from the taste of my reign

I am standing exposed in the brightness
I am shredded, failure laid bare
I have nothing to fight the indictment
I have nothing to plea but despair

I wish to end my own sorrow

I wish to salve all my scars
I have no hope of tomorrow
I have nothing but feathers and tar

I have a bad habit of bailing
I have no one else I can blame
I wish to cease all my failing
I wish now to smother the flame

April 26, 2010
12:46 a.m.

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