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Weapon of Choice

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TheseKrimzonFlames

Published: Aug 4, 2010

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Born in pain, in anger
Raised with loss, all strangers
Shaken by fear, unyielding
No sense of self, no feeling

Forged in the agony of flames
Buried by the weight of my own chains
Burned into ashes, then born again
Purpose, retribution, found within

Tempered, by life, by chaotic noise
Focused, aware, one lifted voice
Welded, melded, into a new reality
Understanding, of what was, and what must be

Crafted, by fate, by my own hand
Forth I go, alone, I will stand
Battered by storms unchecked and bruised
Yet I still live, I still choose

A weapon, raised above
Quiet, but forceful, one of love
Wielded with care, and sometimes with grace
Each day carried is seen on my face

Often shattered, but always forged again
Every journey, starts with "begin"
A banner of salvation, this I hoist
I am, at the last, as always, my own weapon of choice

jlp August 3, 2010

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