Poems from ashleylafaso
My love for you will never cease,
a blessing or a curse may be.
My withered heart will forever dream
despite the havoc memories wreak.
...
It's the reason we fight
It's the thing to which we owe our lives
Through the darkness it guides
Even when our foolish hearts hide
We are...
I am invictus.
This is my battle cry.
A million armies can knock me down,
but none will ever cease my fight.
Mountains rise before me...