April 5, 2017
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A title I hold,
I carry,
I endure.

To be bold,
To be strong,
To be fearless.

I will not fold.
I dare not give in.
I have to stand tall.

My hands go cold.
My heart starts to slow.
The dark creeps close.

Then I gleam gold.
Fire consumes,
Eyes turn to light.

The dark falls old.
It shrivels in my blaze,
It hisses at my haze.

I scream with anger long rolled.
A bright flash,
A long bash.

The monsters I fight
Will take me in the end.
But not till I've taken them.

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SpeakerofWolvesThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
May 11 at 6:36 pm
@Tohoak Nice work! Really like the topic you are talking about and it kinda gave a sad, but inspiring tone to it. Keep up the good work!
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May 16 at 7:58 am
@SpeakerofWolves Thanks!!
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