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...