Fight-tears

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ni equilivebrium

ni equilivebrium

As long as I've got you who reads,
And as long as I have something to
   bleed,
I'll be scribbling my thoughts as
   natural as my breath.
I'll watch my writings on the sand
   until there's none left.

Wounds may open as each cycle
   ends,
But broken pieces like myself can
   still be mend.
For I have hope and I have more
   pages which needs to be filled.
Let's embrace this pitch darkness
   before the dawn; you and me, we
   can be healed.

The sunshine has gone, but stars
   still shone.
Amidst the rain, amidst the waves,
   we shall stand.
For warriors fight, but valiant ones
   endure.
We are lost but still walking
   although unsure.

We have done well, courageous ones.