When your will is tested, feet stained with defeat from

an Unforgiving road

Life before you lay in smoldering Ruins, the smoke

no longer tastes like Victory

Only then the world will smile……

Not a confident smile for the wobbling infant

But a purposeful and baneful smile meant for you

Gleaming sadism, having witnessed its weight upon you

As a drowning man will, cling to your dreams

Slowly sink into the depths, smiling back

Having tasted water before


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