Before me lies only possibility.
I hold a double edged sword, and
I wear a smile with a clenched fist.
Behind me lies a past in flames.
I hold the hands with my ghosts, and I wear a frown with arms
outstretched to embrace something more.
Where I stand there is hope for me…hope for that flame that still flickers
inside.
Sometimes I carry no weapons and I hold no hands.
I wear no expression with not even the hint of emotion, just an open
heart waiting to be moved once again.
I know that from here what I choose to do is who I am choosing to
become.
From here I can only embrace this chaos.
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