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Here stands I at my weakest end A soul too broken to mend Here stands I no path in sight An unholy darkness devoid of light Here stands I facing a black destiny For life has taken the best in me A blunt blade and rusted armour Burning ships line the harbor Alone I face all kinds of foes In a world filled with woes There is no stronger than the love of two Here I stand waiting for you.
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May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 4:09 PM UTC
Rusted Armour
Here stands I at my weakest end A soul too broken to mend Here stands I no path in sight An unholy darkness devoid of light Here stands I facing a black destiny For life has taken the best in me A blunt blade and rusted armour Burning ships line the harbor Alone I face all kinds of foes In a world filled with woes There is no stronger than the love of two Here I stand waiting for you.
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May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 4:09 PM UTC
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