Chapitre 3: To be Destroyed Then Rebuilt
My life is nothing. I am nothing. I hear not. I see not. I feel not. I smell not. I taste not. I think not for I am nothing.
I have no voice. I have no will. I am nothing. I am broken.
I am brittle stone blown away by the wind.
A once proud standing statue no nothing more than dust.
A ruler of a massive empire now nothing more than a town beggar.
A legendary warrior known by all now no more than a forgotten story.
I'm a god among gods of a pantheon long forgotten my sanctum controlled by my enemy and his soldiers.
I tried I tried I tried it's all I can say for I lose every battle just as much as I win.
So it's my time to rise again. Take back my sanctum.
Rebuild my empire as well as make a new legend to be told.
To become a new proudly built statue.
It's time to prove I'm still something.
The pantheon rises again.
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Now to answer the reason as to why and when 2017 June 3rd and because I had some feelings about life I wanted to express.
this sentence may have looked like it would've gone somewhere but it did not.
Written by: Zackery Nurse
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Next release on August 23, 2018
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