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In My Darkest Hour

What the Hell? I needed you a while back and you didn't bother, but suddenly you initiate contact and I'm supposed to care or give a damn.. you could have made a fucking difference when it meant something... but Now i don't know... this battle is so damn hard.. and make no fucking mistake as with everything in my life I am doing it alone with no fucking distraction from the fairer sex.... I'm just as messed up as you are.. but you know what I deal with it... i'm hurting so much right now.. more than you will ever know... you're presense here complicates things in my mind... I have to hold you at bay.. right now I can't afford emotional attachments or to be looking one or many steps behind... it's about who i am right now.. it's about being Who I am.. and always have been, It's about standing stall for who and what I believe in.... I can't look back.. and I won't... Even when I want to... At one's ultimate challenge and crucible you find out the Iron that they are made of.... and when one didn't answer the call then, why Should I ask you to be a part of me now? you made a choice, you like everyone else in my entire adult Life... walked away.... i'm not walking away from the one thing that matter's i'm making a stand I'm fighting... I've already endured the fire and flames of my darkest hour... No one was there.... Now it's time to find some fucking available light...

Current Mood: Hurting.
But a true champion, face to face with his darkest hour, will do whatever it takes to rise above. A man fights, and fights, and then fights some more. Because surrender is death, and death is for pussies.

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