Bacon.
He is.
He’s met strangers who’ve hit and ran,
But he stands still on his feet,
The vision he held in his hands,
Rooted deep down where he seeks,
The rapture of his fearful heart,
All collapsed, they couldn’t cope,
Of when he jumped and fell apart,
It disappeared like empty hopes.
“Half the boy but twice the man,”
There’s no better rhyme than his,
Half a decade, twice the chance,
The words he place… well it just is.
![Attitude. [War]
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Things I Would Say
Faded in and faded out,
You’ve lingered side to side in my moments of doubt,
I’ve said these words and we’ve grown miles apart,
What I’ve told you once - you’ve done with your heart.
I’m proud of you standing tall,
Not afraid to stall, not afraid to fall,
These phrases only we would comprehend,
Our journey - they’ll never understand.
