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Broken Spirit temple

They say the body is a temple, where the Most High resides But to me, it feels strange, where the hypocrisy hides. Coming from someone who hasn't a clue, Of how it was built or what I’ve been through. And I can’t say a word, I must hold my breath, Or I’ll be the "destroyer," the bringer of death. But how can it stand with a spirit so shattered? The pain is a weight, all my hope has been scattered. And death seems the only way life can be saved, Not seeking the end, but the peace that I craved. To stop seeing the ruins of what once was a man, To finally halt this destructive plan. Sometimes the silence just has to be broken So the assassin’s pride is no longer a token. So the real villain steps out from behind the veil, And the routine of torment finally starts to fail. It’s the only way the world sees the face of the blight, The one who infects and stays out of sight. The target reveals in the finality of breath, Who pulled the trigger and caused this death. ​ He uses the same blood, a false bond to cause pain, Claims to be on your side while he counts every stain. He hugs you in darkness, deceit in his eyes, So if you denounce him, he’s the "saint" in disguise. He tests every limit, the strength of your mind, Manipulating truth to keep everyone blind. ​ And if his plan fails and you stand up to fight, His next step is shaming with all of his might. He steals every dream, tramples every vow, Trying to kill the hope you have now. He wants you to quit who you’re destined to be, But the Light of the truth will set the soul free. ​ The message is clear for those who can see, The villain is close, waiting for your agony. But the temple is yours, and the truth is the spark, There’s always a sun, even deep in the dark.