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Rise, my coat of Armour
Rusting now, fading in the corner
Only a glimpse of reflection now and then
Is the skin I wore not that long ago
But have not shed, merely stored
For darker days when the sun shall
Surely set and the soul robbers
Arise to hack through my shield
Not dressed in black or as gothics would
Rather no particular style of guilt
Who take from you all that you have built
Smiling well dressed people educated in the art
Of deceit lead you on in a dance
As long as it is to be beat of their feet
When you move with agility out of their way
And cast aside your armour they pierce you once more
So back you go to your corner and wipe off the dust
And wear your shield once more.
Andrea
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