My Sord
January 29, 2019
Darkness is not kind. It storms in and tries to linger in. It is deformed but camouflaged
in. It brings sadness and tears. It tries to kreep in the night. Beware of dark cornros
or walls because darkness might fall. But I bring my sword in at all times.
It gleams of light and LOVE. It comes in faster and conquers all. With the light
of the sword, I cut the darkness's head and FREEDOM comes in. No more
fear, self-doubt, temptation, uncertainty and, LOVE LOVE LOVE is all I hear.
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