Simple, sleepy Davesprite filk. Just to get the idea out of my head…

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You were called like a curtain, split like a second, broken like a sword stuck in a rock 
forged for a hero, birthed forth for a heart much purer than his/mine/ours. 
It’s uncertain when the tables turned, but when all of your brothers have given their lives 
for the strife you earned, you will get burned and it wont get better when put on ice.

And I wasn’t going anywhere fast, and my sister said she’d seen the end of my path. 
The direction that I fly, straight through the eye of our aftermath.

And you have to ignore it, don’t think about before, you’ve got enough fight inside to fill five world wars. 
It’s just a game, just another cause, you’re a switch and I’m a cog and last thing we need is another broken clock. 
So forget about your ghost limbs and all those things that scared you most as a child of 12. 
You see I’m 13 now, and if I die for the thousandth time, I’m unafraid, for I outnumber hell.

And I wasn’t going anywhere good, so I straightened my glasses and I did what I could 
What I had to but damn it’s hard not to look back at the time.

But I wasn’t going anywhere fast, so I said goodbye to walking my own path. 
The direction that I fly, straight through the eye of our aftermath.

What makes us who we are, is it our bones? 
wrapped in all our scars, they’re ours alone 
they outweigh tails and talons, feathers, foam 
unless they’re not, unless they don’t.

You were called like a curtain, split like a second, broken like a sword stuck in a rock.

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