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To the Battlefield I Go
My soul to be swallowed by the affinites of darkness and despair, It seems like ever God has put me up against the world to see how I fare. Slowly effecting my life Is the abyss of the dark. This illness is disintegrating me, And leaving its mark. Soon, even Death shall come along and take his toll. All the demons of hell flutter in and resume their roll. Light is only a mile away, And in me I can find the key. It is this very light That will guide me. Even the Seraphs of heaven can not come and rescue my soul. Within me is the dagger to save myself, even if it be so dull. So with this key, And this knife. I free my soul From toil and strife. So to the limitless battlefield I go; without shield, without a gun. But I march forward and continue to trek on, never stopping my run. I battle for years And years on end. Until even darkness Can become friend. But although as deceitful As he may be, I have the light And I have the key. So with a quick stab I deliver the final blow. I am my master, You reap what you sow.
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