Journeyman
Instinctively moving through time, my judgement results in my pain, at times it feels like this
world is unfamiliar or just does not entertain my triumph. Too many days endured
emotionless, thoughtless, does my heart beat in vain because it has not a purpose.
Recognizing my surface is a struggle, better days have to be ahead, only the strongest
survive in an era where being strong is not good enough. I long for a companion with a silk
heart trimmed in gold, a queen who is uplifting, i need strength at my weakest points. For so
long i have been loyal without reward, do i dare view ones reflection in the mirror, sacrifice
is the key element to my joy, true happiness is on reserve.
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