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The War XX

It's a week away, and make no mistake I expect to see you burn, I've brought the gasoline but you won't need that as you're own words will set you aflame.. it's pretty sad when people ask me what i think of my chances in this ongoing battle and at this point i Refer to my chances as you being the tip of a Bic lighter when lit.. you will go down in flames.. I will be standing in the fire agianst you always, for him... this is always going to be a nightmare and a battle but the closer the minute's click down, the closer the day comes the more confident I become.. I'm not sitting here anymore with anything to hide... and for three and a half years I have faced Hell and it's flames... It's your turn to do the same now... there is nothing you can do to me anymore, nor is there anything on this mortal plane or the next that I fear...it's not about me, it never has been... this isn't about my soul or my wants.... it's about His. I have willingly played the game but we are sitting at the end....only days remain... the chess game awaits.... even if I do this this alone.. I do it strong... I have never faced this world on anything but my terms, and If i lose this battle I do so on my terms, but that's not fucking likely is it... you can only Hide for so long before the hiding and the bullshit and the games exposes the vampire and the demon within, I long ago faced my dark paths it's made me stronger... i am at peace with my demon.... however you're demons will eat you alive.. and I will gladly watch as they do... I will watch you burn.... This is War, there is nothing I want more than an ending... but I will gladly sacrifice everything I am to see this end and for him to know that at the end of the day the only thing his father ever did was fight for him... and never stop fighting... That is who i am at my core.

Current Mood: Determined, Depressed.
Wars based on principle are far more destructive...the attacker will not destroy that which she is after.

One is left with the horrible feeling now that war settles nothing; that to win a war is as disastrous as to lose one.

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