On the Edge

I’ve walked many miles to what is now the end of my road. 
Looking back at all I conquered I am proud for the things that I’ve endured
Let alone I am satisfied with a life of chaos and ultimate deterioration
For I was the one conquering the waves
I was the one burning it all to the ground
For I was the one living
I was the one destroyed 


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