my way

my way

ruthless is a woman
who picks her battles in the light of day,
a silken soldier 
to be devoured 
in her proprietary ways.

so I take your prayers in hand
and I am leaving to be alone,
if your perch has frosted over
mine was mine alone.

I am flying 
I am flying
dark and twisted above the sea,
I found a place beneath 
don’t leave your doubt in me,
do not believe me 
so easily deceived.

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