Angry at pain
Appreciating moments of light in this ever growing darkness
slowly creeping up his spine
I beg for it to take you no more …….you are pissing me
off
Not now,
Now I put on the battle armour and stand in the front line of this war
Now I put on the battle armour and stand in the front line of this war
I will gird my loins with the hope once held, now long gone
in moments of truth and reality
I will use your words as my shield and protect even you from
those direct blows on your bonesFuck all who wants a piece of a my broken half,
your mine
Stay away from the heart I carry in my hands
You coward, Death
Face my fucking angry blade, scorn beyond what you can
envisage,
You snake!! Trying to make him cower as if he is week
Slithering into his shoulders in my absence
I will sheath him with all of me
I know that holding on is not something I can do forever
But you,
you in your cloak and scythe,
you will have to pry him from these fingers and cut off the arms that hold him here
you in your cloak and scythe,
you will have to pry him from these fingers and cut off the arms that hold him here
I will intertwine the fibers of my soul with his, to make new the gifts you
try and take from him
So Fucking leave him Alone.
LAA

Perhaps or i can hold on for as long as my heart will allows
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