The Essence Of Who I Am

I think i wish there was a way to breath the life back into you

But I’ve found a sacrifice is always necessary

The good kings are always killed so early and the evil left to rule

I used to think who I am was hereditary

But I’ve found that I am something completely new

Wondering if giving you all my life is honorary

Would it kill me to give everything to you

Or just seeing you in a graveyard permanently

These thoughts are the only thing I have to breakthrough

M.A.P

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