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Suffer in silence

The credo of the modern throwback to how we’re shown to live

Old standards

New pains

An inheritance of grief

We are not men just boys at play stifled by the rules they enforce

At the end of the day the dice are put away and they’re no better off

Constrained by expectations and a legacy of loss

Have we that little left to fear that constructs the line

The sheets of our dreams

Suffer in silence as you scream

Your grievance to the sky

See your idols burn and compromise the untamed

Subjugated suffer in silence again

Two bleeding hearts pass each other by

With only resentment and hostility to offer