History

H-eat

-TEMPered


Being young
Honest and pure
Did not last long
When life was forced
Down your throat
To remove
The poison sacks
Called tonsils
Then the rebel days
Flowing mane
Fearless and brave
Conquering maidens
Destroying men
I was never meek
And abused life
With relish
Using stealth
Instead of brute force
In relationships
I remained alone
Destructing at will
What I longed for
Not trusting myself
To last the race
They did not kill
The dreamer
They subdued
The poet
Drove the romantic
Underground
Choosing the crucible
To purify myself
Once more
Time teaches
Time heals
Brings realisation
Of what you are
Not pretend to be
Hammering the edge
Of your sword
Your tongue
Razor-sharp
Beware
The awakening
Rising out of
The ashes
Reborn
Beware
Of me

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