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Like a rock in the river I know no yield,

And my ground I'll hold until the end.

Doomed to fade under the decay of time,

When I draw that last breath of mine.



I won't fall standing still, but moving,

Until the light flies from my eyes.

On I fight until she comes to me,

Arms open in cold embrace of eternity.



Each breath I draw the tick of a clock,

Counting down the seconds of my day.

There is no surrender for my weary bones,

Only the promise of more skills to hone.



And my day will sometime see its dusk,

So that a new sun may light the morn.

Atlas to my world, burden solely borne,

Carrying my weight till all ties are shorn.



But until my puppet strings are cut,

I'll dance forever a determined tune.

To the moment I gaze upon the darkest night,

My dusk and final hour; my final fight.



I know gentle she'll come to steal me,

From a familiar prison of flesh and bone.

Last breath not hers to take; mine to give,

To the very moment when I cease to live.

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whitecrosses
07:12 Mar 04 2016

Beautifully written.

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