My greatest enemy turned into my trusted ally
Has come once again to light the fire inside
Flames of passion which before gave me blisters
Roar in my heart driving me forward
Forged anew I no longer choose to drown in sorrow
Undaunted and bold accompanied by shadow
In the Sea of Life you’ll never learn to swim if you always desire the paddle
The Sea can only move forward
We dance our dance a mental tango
Or maybe a tussle a sporadic dance
A double edged sword though the best have both
With you by my side I will always float
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Jarid Braddock
Aspiring writer from the Bronx. 22 years old and looking to get into sceenwriting and more
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