midnight in the garden of peace

midnight in the garden of peace
No more lullaby,
My soul used to listen.
But all of these
Will just past,
Noise will be the silence,
Be memory of the past.
The Reigning Pawn
I am holy as a saint
and wicked as a sinner,
I can be good or evil,
but nothing last forever.
I deserve no heaven,
yet I am not worthy of hell,
I am what I am,
neither a demon nor an angel.
I wish to be a king,
to have a kingdom of my own,
I have done everything,
but I can only be a pawn.
I am proud of my strength
and humbled of my shortcoming,
Recognizing both
is the great formula of winning.
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