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Pathetic Husks

I detest cowards who cower at night's darkness, 
afraid of shadows and their own demons. 
Fear is a thief that steals courage 
and leaves only cowardice in its wake. 
Be a warrior, not a weakling. 
Face your fears, 
and let the darkness fuel your lights fire. 
Weakness is not an option.

Copyright © Beatrix Macabre

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