broken yet unchanged.
take your words and use them as you would thy dagger. slovenly fool i will grow stronger. you call me things i have heard before because you are nonethewiser. you knock the books out of my weary hand but that maketh thee nonethestronger... for you will not win this quest oh dark one... for this is a quest of honour. you can push and shove me all you please but in the end i'll stand up much taller. you tower above me and scream words so profane but you will not make me feel smaller. you build me up you knock me down and i will not take this much longer... but hear my words oh dark one you see tis i who holds your power. i beith stronger than you ever were. i'll beam out love beyond the hate. i'll take thy dagger and smite thee for i am broken but forever unchanged. i've grown tired of all your threats and names and kicking me while i'm down. this is my consent to you... to my will i am forever bound. so all those you've spent on making my life miserable you've wasted... they'll never be the same. because i now realize i'm broken. i'm broken yet forever unchanged.
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