Only warriors here rise and fall.
Only warriors tell their tale at all.
For if in just that moments wake.
When sorrowful eyes did last breath take.
Hand in hand with death did go.
Like a friend a coward does know.
When in this cold, cruel life does stand.
Fixed our lives on shifting sand.
Only the bravest are those who greet the day.
Only fools cast their life away.
For in this life it is but trials.
No gleeful joy.
No smiles.
Just vile.
Searching for that moment when.
To face the man you knew once then.
In the mirror he does show.
A hollow piece of a time long ago.
But he is the victor who dares to see.
The next day of tragedy.
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