To Stand
Hey what's up fear?
Do you know me? Do
you even care? You can't
break me. I set my path
to be legendary.
What you remind me of
myself that I've sold. To
me it's now tired and
old. Just like torments of
past. They to didn't
last.
The trickery of your deceit
and cunning.Always kept
me running.From myself and
my father's hand. That's why
this time I choose to stand.
In the beating pouring
rain. Is where I choose to
remain.
Because when at the breaking
of the dawn. Guess what
fear? You're gone.So I'll wait,
because my time is near.
You can't break me. I'm still
hear.
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