Push

by Jeremy S14   Jun 26, 2012


The sky is dark and ominous,
The forces are preparing for battle,
Who shall be victorious,
The wounds will heal,
The faces will haunt me,
The smell will be unbearable,
Who can see what I see?
Ride into the storm,
Push through,
Watch you transform,
Time to find out who is true.

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