Victorious - Poem by mack thomas
Whatever the gods has placed in front of me,
No matter the hardships that was placed
Before or after my victorious soul.
The pain and suffering stabbed me in the soul.
But i remain victorious.
The victorious path ran down the bloody rain.
Blood dripping down my chin as i rise as a king
A victorious king remained unconquerable.
I am not going to step down.
I'm rise up no matter what
The gods have placed me in.
Whatever bloody path I have to take,
Blood and bone is the true soul.
No tears of water, tears of victorious.
Swim in the water of Blood.
The defying goal at the end don't matter,
How powerful the goal may be,
I am a soul of victorious king,
I am the soul victorious king
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