♡ invictus ♡

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Out of the night that covers me, 
Black as Pit from pole to pole.
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul. 

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud. 
Under the bludgenings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matter not how straigh the gate. 
How charged with punishments the scroll, 
I am the master of my fate:
I am the caption of my soul. 

♡  William Ernest Henley ♡ 
ever since reading this for an assissngment, i haven't been able to forget it. esspecially the last verse 


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