Thursday, February 7, 2008

Beware the child that flinches inwardly.
A beaten creature can only cower so low
Before his nose touches the ground
And there's no where else to go
But up.
Anything he's held on to will only
Be used to cause distruction.
All those that rose their hands to him will
Back away in terror. Beware
A child that holds it all in.

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