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Hidden by the spikes of holly bush,
Shielding it from view.
And what you do.

A fist,
A blind eye.
A bruise.

Pretence is only ever short lived,
Curiosity will unveil the truth.
The future events will follow as supposed to.

Denial could never protect you.
Those events are still preserved in you.
No better.

Succession supposedly,
But I'm not oblivious to the truth.
you're the same man with the child tattoo.

Torn apart,
Tossed sidewards where the two walls meet.
Don't look up, look at your feet.

The holly bush,
In the winter hides the dark truth.
The holly bush hides the true you.

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