what dueling hearts shall there be that thrust themselves upon thine sword, what menacing glares must be shown to appear before thine soul. with which direction shall thy mind grow asunder unto thee, that which hath not but to ask of me thy will and ask of me thy strength... but for thou... thy soul is burdened under such stress that my mind will all but rest upon matters most grave and serios. for our hearts shall duel forever unto oblivion take us. or shall we rest the matter forever and move on towards a better future?
for thee will but hateth me for a sin misunderstood. a sin falsified by thine own heart and mind, as i will have misunderstood that thou art but following a line of thought, a deepness of soul wich but for a moment, a flash of lightning, be clear as day to me.
what say you?
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