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Arya Night Apr 2019
To the person who said my confidence disturbed them,
**** of!
Just because I can hold my head in pride,
While your soul has faded inside.
To the person who doesn’t even know my name yet believe their opinion can rule my life.
My life is mine
If I had want hate I would’ve asked what was on you mind.
To the person who say I need to be quiet
If you don’t start living,
You’ve already started dying.
To the person who said I have no shame.
You’re  right.
I have no shame, nor pride, or fear,
Because of that I will go far.
I will live life to it fullest,
While you’re left with your hate to rust.
your  words will fall on deaf ears,
As I happily live out the rest of my years.
Arya Night Apr 2019
My mother's tears bend my spine.
Her weigh bends the wood that has made me strong like a tree in a storm.
The water from her tear helps my feet sink roots into the ground, only to hope it keep us from washing away.
Her heave breath, pump air into mine with a pray that it will keep us both alive.
Her scared hand had clawed their way up from hell so that I will be one step closer to heaven when I take over the fight.
Because with my brother youthful eye watch our mothers sob, I know this fight can longer belong to her.
Therefore I pick up her broke shield and bent blade.
I straighten my wooden spine over the weight of those that watch.
Willing to become an unbreaking oak to keep my beloved safe.
Ready to fight as a warrior in the world war that is life.

— The End —