feel me inside the silence
of rustling thoughts on a friday christmas.
i falter though i stood my ground,
it was an empty box wrapped in a pale blue ribbon.
no spirits can bring me up
no demons can crash my faith.
i am a liar of my own conspiracy
for i am the murder of my own gospels.
friday christmas, please come,
so that you may disappear in the void of the night.
i am just a person.
i am a non believer of you,
friday christmas.
- andany the boy of tragedy
confessions of a dog soldier
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