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Endless armor


Every has a sad story, no one is special in this life for that reason alone.

my story has brought tears to the eyes of the people who listen and normally I shrug and say 

"Well that's life." 
But I realize as I sit here, alone in my dark bedroom, I'm not strong like everyone has told me.

I AM GAURDED...See over the years my skin grew from paper think to armor thick.

I never gave it much thought since it felt right. It's just that every knight has to take the armor off at some point

especially after a long Battle.

BEING guarded was probably my best option at the age 

Of  9 but it made things hard. See I didn't always need my armor on

but I made sure to keep my sword ready. I cut everyone out in fear see in battle it's kill or be killed an 

I REFUSE TO DIE. 

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sunshyn_22
<p>First time using this site to write hope you enjoy this poem about how hard it is to keep going when your fighting thru thing internally.</p>

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