My Own End
By John M Lennon
Broken and weak
Rising from the ashes, words I speak
The rein in my hand
Speaking the truth of who I really am
Listen to the words softly spoken
It is from them I receive my strength
As it was you I held on to and faced
These fears where then embraced
Knowing the evil that is deep within
Devils advocate played even as a friend
Rising to the challenge
I rise higher then the low
These ashes ever could have taken me
Or the promise of my own end
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