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If you're reading this, a certain Korean has entrusted you with something that she doesn't hand over to everybody- several fragments of her soul. Be gentle, be blessed.


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Traitor?

Long ago, I buried my sword.
Never gave you my word,
But turned a blind eye while
My carcass relinquished quietly my soul.

I let the light rust into a blackened crust,
Kissed my lust and thrust it deep,
This two-tongued servant,
Into the heart of her trusting King.

My mouth yelled out loyalties,
Concurrently hands felled my comrades,
Strangled with knotted rope of
False oaths and a shell of purity.

It’s time, enough, this one is done.
I reclaim my armor and shun my path,
I’d just begun to turn and run when
Ankle shackles chewed so deep.

Butchery of allies, didn’t know,
Only sadness in their eyes, and sighs
Of failure all my own, theirs to bear,
Unfair, and sown as saplings in my fertile heart.

Enough. Enough. This time I’m gone.
Bare my teeth and fare thee well.
Grind my heel, you bind me not,
I find my mind and wield a fated blade.

Victory you think you’ve won?
Tickled pink to see me run,
Knowing I’ll be back again?
Lack of will still obliges her to sin.

One by one till done I cut these threads,
Twisted into shackles, now in shreds.
Tackle and I block your talk and blows.
This time it goes. Enough of my betrayal.

My champion is here to set me free,
I see that I breathed dead complacency,
Fear and realization lacking, detached treachery,
Fatal combination, contented self-murder, over.

Hard enough to turn my wrath,
Double-cross again, this loss of path,
Shards of hollow promises lie tossed aside
And lost to lies my eyes shift to a gentle enemy.

No more, sweet enemy, you're now a friend,
A brother, father, tending all my wounds,
The symphony of life has now been tuned,
In weary victory we now ascend.

My King, my King, your servant has returned
Though beat and burned by her own hand she stands
And raises heavenward her eyes, too late
To realize? But now forever cries she's yours.

Too late? Never.

Posted: 11:40 PM, Thursday, September 21, 2006

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