With You

Draped in a veil of black and red,
the sign of a bastard child
whose heart has been beat and bled,
my soul is yet to be reconciled
with those who shunned and those exiled
but, with you, I find I can leave things unsaid
and still be the cause of your smile,
even as the world around is torn to shreds.

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