Not mine

As dawn breaks, my spirit breaks,
as it dawns , it ain't mine.
Its a mock of my prayer
Before I turn into prey
To a host that doesn't prey
But prays and waits.

Standing on a land mine
For what's not mine
I should mind my own
Lest I get blown.
A tragic blow it'll be
The heart wants what it wants
so blown ill get.

I know it's wrong,
Won't last for long,
Near is the gong
To end this wrong
So for a second
I choose to be second
Though I won't be seconded
Not even by the heavens.

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