a wanderer.
all that is gold does not glitter,
not all those who wander are lost;
the old that is strong does not wither,
deep roots are not reached by the frost.
from the ashes a fire shall be woken,
a light from the shadows shall spring;
renewed shall be the blade that was broken,
the crownless again shall be king.
Thursday, March 14, 2013
i'm not scared to be alone..& i'm not afraid to like it.
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