I Am... A Warrior
Cannon blows
Bullet holes
Stab wounds
Scars upon scars
Telling the stories of the battles I’ve fought
Battles between my monsters and I
A constant battle
Everyday
There’s never a day off
I feel dead
But I’m still walking
Why
I start asking what’s the point
Then a helping hand comes along
Followed by a friendly smile
And the words I will never forget
You’re not alone
That’s what keeps me going
That’s what picks me back up when I fall
That’s what keeps me fighting
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