As the smoke clears, this Warrior stands alone, unafraid to take that next step into darkness, for within My light still burns. My new scars complement the old ones, and the sorrow and horror given Me in the guise of love and allegiance only strengthen Me. This Lord feeds on desire and in turn nourishes with pleasure, compassion and release…even love. beneath My feet I see those scurrying from under their rocks, those who create pain to feed of pain, those who spin webs of lies which catch nothing but their own twisted souls. That which is sown makes up the harvest, and illusions offer no sustenance. This Man is no one’s fool, but a Warrior proud whose heart is free and fearless. I live on, I love on, I hunger on strong free real. |
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