Sorrow comes an claimes me eating at my soul
embracing me in its darkness
full of nighmares, full of love, Its dark wings kept me mesmerize and holding me at bay whispering all the things i could have without something to give or the pain some have pay.
At first i was a novice, but i know sorrow didn't care for instead of scorning me with anger, it help me stand up for myself.
My rank increase and sorrow became a parent in the coldness of the corners that kept on healing every day.
For some reason i kept going and i feel content with myself,
and the people who have suffer keep on going, and dont fret.
Everyone's a hero; A conquer battle they have had.
keep on fighting, keep on going,
but keep on moving forward when some experience of your
life brings you down.
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