Terrified...iiT can aLL be so...unseen...the way as we who are miisundersTood sTroLL through grounds thaT are; noT waiisT, buT shouLder deep iin murky waTers. The only peace thaT lives here iiz thaT of aLL the forging hearTs thaT where sTrangLed for seTTLiing diifferences. Yet it is noT we thaT shouLd re_creaTe a baTTLe...for iif we do so thaT wLd unLeash an overwheLmiing sense of paiin thaT we are now heaLiing from. Even so what are we heaLiing from?! A decepTiion? A Liie? Fears?...Nothiing sTays the same,
...good or bad
noThiing iiz normaL,
...good or bad
noThiing lasTs forever,
...good or bad.
Why should we give up?! WE!!! WE WHO ARE CLOUDZ OF DETERMINATION MOTIVATED PAST DESPERATION! WE!!! WE WHO ARE NOTHING SHORT OF A POKUH FACE THAT KEEPS THE SUN SHINING DOWN PAST OUR WEARY FASAD! WE!!! WE WHO HAVE A CHARMING POTENTIAL TO MAKE ANYONE BELIEVE THAT THA POSSIBLE IS POSSIBLE...WE!!!...who they...caLL us MisfiTs...and they...THEY...ARE THOSE THAT SHOULD BE...terrified.
[This word is dedicated to the bond Jasmine Del Prince and Randy Dukes...]
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