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The Last Battle..


Using my past as a weapon against me is a double edged sword, it will cut you as well... i have no fucking problem using it as well, my last 15 years have been full of darkness but they are also a place of my greatest victories.. i have used one of those good experiences, probably my most valuable victory in 2002 actually, proof and vindication of everything in this life i wanted to be, to help the situation today and I am starting to finally see the light at the end of the tunnel, you can't stop the truth from being exposed and your illusion will soon be exposed for exactly what it was, you're not the first person to try and destroy me because of my childhood, you're just the first one to be successful, but soon you are going to be as naked and as exposed as I have chosen to be voluntarily... you can't take anything away from a man who has nothing, All that defines me is who I am, what i do and my past.. and you were able to used fractured peices of my past to create chaos but there are things there that are rock solid and relationships I've kept constantly, and sometimes they come to bear witness, it's time to be aggressive and bring the battle to you, words are only a weapon but i can find facts and the evidence and those are the things that will destroy you, it's time for game over... it's time for this hell to end, your true character will be exposed, I've never changed mine... and I will not back down from any battle esp. the last battle i will voluntarily choose to fight.

Current Mood: Even more Determined.
Current Music: Rise Agianst, Savior.
Two things define you. Your patience when you have nothing, and your attitude when you have everything.

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