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derekpoetrydumpHireath
You tell me I'm a traitor
And I say; a blade is never used
In the place that it is made.
And whose infidelity is greater
The one who left hearth and home
Or the hearthstone that decayed?
Whatever I return as
There is no home to go back to
Now the myth was left to die;
The worst kind of Judas
Your treachery doesn't even leave me
With a kiss to remember you by.
You tell me I'm a traitor
And I say; a blade is never used
In the place that it is made.
And whose infidelity is greater
The one who left hearth and home
Or the hearthstone that decayed?
Whatever I return as
There is no home to go back to
Now the myth was left to die;
The worst kind of Judas
Your treachery doesn't even leave me
With a kiss to remember you by.
