Warrior (pov)

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I've been having a hard time resetting, I look around in the garden of flowers, think about what if i water them, how will they turn out? I dont know if youre thinking the same, I've loosen games in the clubs of never risking. It frightens my soul to shiver, And im never good at drinking whisky's, and i feel like i'm just fighting with my own self. And that would define me as a warrior, it can't be so bad. I fought with battles, i thought i'd never conquer. I said, "this isn't worth it for the love" So i began to fight with more of it. I crash in walls with the words that you said, they still echo in my head, it broke me down with my fears. I was going for the best, but it lead me to the worst. Fill my glass of wine, with my hearts blood in it. I tried to cover the impure pain, of what i was in. And the battles are now ended. And so i ended with it. I still haven't gotten what i was deserving. The more i can't wish for, because i'm just a warrior, and you're just enjoying the party you were invited in. And it's hard, to hold the sword, so tight that i lose. The more scars shows that i want a rose. Maybe on my d*ad body, or someone who wants me. And in my battle, the knife enters. And i enter the world of lost souls. And all i am is a warrior, and youre just dancing to the songs, that we know was for us to dance on. And i fought with people, for us. While you were whispering in someones ear, "i love you"
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