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Stolen Life...

Life is to be lived, not controlled; and humanity is won by continuing to play in face of certain defeat.

I'm still Standing Here, I'm still fighting... even tho there are days I don't know why... Sometimes all i feel is that im fucking standing still and nothing changes, the older I get the more that fades away from my life, I want to both go back to way things were and I want to completely forget the persons I used to be.. I'm not one for looking back, i never have been, things change, people change, and I have changed, more the warrior now than the fucking poet and academic, that man is dead to me for the most part, his death was slow and sure, I had help in the killing off of that part of my soul, as forty approaches i almost wonder If i should give up or keep going, for those that know me there is only one fucking answer, but sometimes the road ahead is blurred... I can't see clearly at the moment.. But I'm still standing and still going... I'm just reevaluating things In my life and seeing where it will go, but it's clear that the reality of my life is always going to be a battle and a war, and I only have the option to continue to move forward.

Current Mood: Depressed.
Current Music: Up the Wolves, The Mountain Goats

But man is not made for defeat, he said. A man can be destroyed but not defeated.

Never stop just because you feel defeated. The journey to the other side is attainable only after great suffering.

Revenge is self-defeating. It will eat away you until there is nothing left.

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