The PrevailerA Poem by Crifa
Fight for freedom,
Fight to survive, Fight until there is no one alive. Clashing, slashing, killing, and death, Kill to preserve, Kill to protect. Only the strongest will make it through, Battle-born survivors following fate, But which of the warriors will best the few? That hero, That killer, That person, is you. © 2012 Crifa |
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