This journey has made me a conqueror

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It's like when you strive your entire life to reach a goal and finally the satisfaction of reaching it at the end of the road.

Submitted: July 15, 2012

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Submitted: July 15, 2012



This barren wasteland of pain and sorrow

reflect from the heretics that created it,

as the echo of my sorrowful cries stretch across the great plains,

and touches ears of those who spawn laughter and sounds of mockery.

Painful cries outgoing,

painful laughs incoming,

the circle of pain is unending,

and comes around more sorrowful than before each cycle.

But my skin grows thick,

it is my wall between me and the world,

only my eyes and ears are the points of weakness to my heavy barring being.

My flesh is strong but my spirit is weak,

my spirit is broken,

I'll need more than casts to keep it from degrading further.

My will power is my cast,

my passion will break my chain,

my dream will direct my power,

and lead me to my throne,

where I shall sit,

and overlook the thorny path I've scrapped through.

My passion has set me free,

my will has kept me going,

my dream has made of me a conqueror...

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