(written: June 16, 2005)

I live a life of a wounded soldier—the strongest when in pain.

You may hurt me but you never can.
I’ll fight.
I’ll survive.

I live a life of a lonely writer—chasing words.
You may hide but you never can.
I’ll find you.
I’ll own you.

I live a life of a cynic dreamer—full of uncertainties.
You may convince me but you never can.
I’ll argue.
I’ll live.

I live a life of a tragic romantic—struggling to believe in love.
You may love me but you never can.
I’ll reject you.
I’ll fail you.

I live a life, wounded and tired
but I’ll keep on living, breathing, believing.

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