Stained

Posted: October 25, 2012 in Diary Entry
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The moment. that feeling. The stains of blood. It still overwhelms, cuts me deeper. gives nightmares. few moments just become rock solid inside you. the are like parasites. eating you each time they surface your mind. the feel does not go.  the soul does not leave the thought. that failure, it haunts. but also it strenghtens the knight, hardens the fighting spirit. keeps the dark knight on path.

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