I shall be fierce and grim with the emotions
That squeeze my throat and do not let me speak
I stand against those cold and bloodless creatures
With hate of those who thought me to be weak
I shall attack, fight, let them suffer truly
And conquer the ambrosia for my soul
They will repent, beseech to spare their holies
Alas! My wrath is an unbending goal
And thou shall stand in front of me in fear
With tough dry tears of latitude remained,
Without a word – they are in vain, it’s clear,
For now my mighty fist holds your glass fate
07/11/08
I shall be fierce with my emotions And chained with my will, their free motions. They shall know what is grief, When I crush them with my iron grip. Good Poem, Poems shows you are strong willed
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Yes you are strong! This poem proves it!