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His secret, his truth

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A human running on hatred
A man released from his cage
A body mottled with bruises
- A soul that's burning with rage

He's angry and he's determined
He's hurting and he's afraid
He knows only one way to end it
- He's silently touching his blade

If he could have killed the Intruder
If no one had stood in his way
If he hadn't stopped; hesitated
- If he only knew what to say

The words tumble out and he's shaking
The tears causes cracks in his shield
The voice that he uses is breaking
- The secrets he kept are revealed

His story is met with confusion
His truth is met with distrust
His secret is out in the open
- His mind has no time to adjust

He's suddenly all out of anger
He feels his whole being deflate
He's numb, confused and so tired
- He's suddenly all out of hate

A human who's all out of vigour
A fire that burned out and died
An empty shell of a person
- A crowd that all think that he lied

He's turning his head to the Other
He sees understanding and grief
He looks at him and sees a Brother
- He finds himself feeling relief