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Fallen Warrior

Death seemed like a melody to me then,
But now I know I was my own
Pretty little enemy.  
It took over 1,000 scars to find me, and
After wandering back through the Hell I've created,
I can stand taller than before.
As a fallen warrior, I finally have  victory at grasp.
Written by Fallenangelsweapon (Stitchless Wounds)
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