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like coals cast upon iron and sharpened; heated words that grate upon the concious does nothing but create weapons
~Seawolf
though blind he could see
though healed he still bleeds
though it is over he still grieves
though he is torn he proceeds
though young, he still leads
though memories fill his sleep
My life is a blank book untold and uncompleted
I’m am the author and driver of my life
People try to edit and write my book
But they don’t know how it will end
No one can tell you how to write the book
