I am a soldier.
I've been born to be one.
Bred and trained to lead.
Fighting and duel are part of my life.
Bruises and pain gives color to my world.
Wars made my day.
Guns and shields are my companions.
Battlefields had been my home.
I am always ready for anything.
Never one to give up and to lose.
Not until they showed me her.
Despite all I've known,
All that I've been through
Raising the white flag didn't seem to be bad at all.
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"We meet again."
"Yeah."
Then she smile and I lost thought of the people around me. Nothing mattered but me and her, my hands holding hers. And from that moment, I never wanted to let go of it.
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Memories
PoesíaFriendship... love... broken hearts... dreams... emotions... New beginnings... reality... A compilation of words that never had the chance to say, never had the chance to hear. Stories behind a couple of short phrases and words that mean a whole lot...
