All my devotion misused by dedicating it to you.
All my life I looked towards your honourable view.
Then I was open eyed to understand,
openly lied to with your bare hands,
pushed my belief to the side,
killing all of what I had, the pride.
Now the uniform just stains me.
Heavy weighted it drains me.
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Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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Here the feeling of past deception carries weight and pain
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