Our searing war had been so long,
the winter in my mangled heart so cold.
Therefore, today I drowned our memories
in the moon driven sea.
My starved and silent soul
finally shouting back at you
and my everlasting scars:
"I am not made for defeat."
And as my head turned skywards,
looking at a million luminous stars,
a first precious smile was gracing my marred lips.
I am free.
foretoken
• noun
An event that is experienced as
indicating important things to come.
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