The Hero Dies In The End

Bruises

7-8-22

Bruises...
we all got 'em.
Ain't no other way we coulda stopped 'em.
Tell me yours, I'll show you mine.
Why? We got lives to live
and there's a roadmap inside.
This is who we are
and what we live for.
We don't cry no more;
the milk's gone sour.
Show your teeth and
strut your beefs and
let everyone know your secrets.
Show me yours and I'll tell you mine.
They'll stay with us,
within us, between us,
until the end of time.