Anaphoric

A close-up of a sinister-looking man's face, with cracked skin and purple-blue eyes.

Fear makes people see things,
exactly how they thought.
Through biased eyes, accepting lies,
their heart should have fought.

Fear makes people see things.

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A male arm, clothed in white, reaches out to point his index finger at you. The white-skinned hand has a plain, gold wedding ring on its ring finger.

Blame the speed limit for the ticket,
the intersection when it’s run,
and the law for the crime.

Blame the bullet for the war,
the knife for the cut,
and the stone for the corpse.

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Wild flowers on a hillside, beside a group of grass and tree covered hills. A gray-green mountain range, with a full rainbow rises into the distance at sunrise. Yeah, I know, it's a bit much.

For you
I would hang the stars in the sky
and make the moon to shine at night
On a warm Summer’s day
I’d give you a breeze soft and sweet

For you
I’d make blue skies above
and soft cool grass below
I’d make light Spring showers
that set the fields aglow

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