The FighterA Poem by I. G. FlicknerStand. Fight. Fight for every
wondrous sight Beheld by eyes in
glorious light. Fight for the pain
forced upon you, For all the hurt
life’s forced on you. Fight against the
many, against the few The things that
scarred, and made you you. Fight for the small
things, For the everyday
things. The marvelous,
precious things, Held so close to
heartstrings. Don’t live for
strife. Don’t fight for life. Fight because of
where you’ve been, Because you're never going back again. © 2013 I. G. Flickner |
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Added on December 27, 2013 Last Updated on December 27, 2013 AuthorI. G. FlicknerKSAboutI'm just a new writer trying to make sense of myself and hopefully get better. Just looking to figure out what's in my head, and why and how I put it into words. more..Writing
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