self-love

malos

His heart was a ticking bomb and without love, his fear consumed him.
Suddenly he heard the bells ring, and all was calm.
No more tears, his sight was clear.
Enlightened by the sound, he found a way to strive alone.
Through the mist of pain, he reigned supreme.
Loneliness became a strength, and all those that doubted his willpower were now in awe.

  • Author: M (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 26th, 2018 00:50
  • Category: Love
  • Views: 9
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