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#17

Reality Check (5K Reads Milestone)

Rebel

Jul 20, 2025

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Scooch over, I'd invite the world

To come sit in sorrow under stained glass windows

In my mind they're monochrome

Splintering spiderwebs

Every person writhing in the clutches of death, screaming, "Please"

"Don't forget me"

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No mirrors, they're covered with black

Obsidian, mournful squares at this funeral

I can't see my reflection

Good, 'cause I'm the robber

Of his youth, spitting image of my grandfather, bawling, "Please"

"Remember him"

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Face to face with my own mortality as he's lowered into the earth

Just six feet out of reach

Put in place, oh, what a reality check, now heaven's beneath the church

How grave to be holy

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A martyr with your spine exposed

Deo volente, all the marrow sucked from your bones

Tortured, tormented soul, going on and nobody knows

The martyr battling the grief

Deo volente, doubting Sistine Chapel ceilings

Wondering, "Is this what it means?"

"Oh, is this what it means to be"

"Saintly?"

Just feeling like no cathedral

Deo volente, or any haloed Gabriel

Can save me, help me out

Now all that's left is alcohol

Alcohol

Alcohol

Now all that's left is alcohol

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Bottoms up, empty the bottle

Pour a drink in the dirt, wet the spot where it hurts

All that's left is alcohol

Seeping into the depths

Crawl arachnid, until I take my final breath, sighing, "Please"

"God, forgive me"

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Face to face with your own mortality as I'm lowered into the earth

Just six feet out of reach

Put in place, oh, what a reality check, now heaven's beneath the church

How grave to be holy

28Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡqW7yOFAR7p

A martyr with your spine exposed

Deo volente, all the marrow sucked from your bones

Tortured, tormented soul, going on and nobody knows

The martyr battling the grief

Deo volente, doubting Sistine Chapel ceilings

Wondering, "Is this what it means?"

"Oh, is this what it means to be"

"Saintly?"

Just feeling like no cathedral

Deo volente, or any haloed Gabriel

Can save me, help me out

Now all that's left is alcohol

Alcohol

Alcohol

Now all that's left is-

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Deo volente

Deo volente

Deo volente

(Deo volente)

(Deo volente)

(Deo volente)

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Table of Contents

#2 2. Filial Piety

#3 3. Magdalena

#4 4. Passion of The Cut Sleeve

#5 5. Shaded Jade

#6 6. Acupuncturist

#7 7. Yang To My Yin

#8 8. Great Wall

#10 10. Qingming

#11 11. I Don't Think

#12 12. Brushwood and Gall

#13 13. Rue You

#14 14. Dynasty

#16 16. Fiefdom Fall

#17 Reality Check (5K Reads Milestone)