| Yet a muse, this time on Grace, among other ideals. |
With Love-
GraceGraceGrace
What is Grace? It is a gift to our immortal souls, Taken yet completely undeserved. Or is it more a birthright?
Is it truly for us, To assume should be ours? But don’t we do so already, Yet it is stilled on our tongues.
It is well beaten, Ravaged, torn, and abused. It is gifted to us, yet still We steal it away, assume it is ours.
I wonder yet still, As to just what will happen When it is taken back, Retrieved by the power of Life?
Will it truly be so, As us to
| I am a mostly normal teen, not overt in any physical appearance, really. I do have my ups and downs, as does every one else. I have a higher intelligence that most, as do many of those I know, and I have an unusually high moral standing. Unless under certain circumstances. I date for life, not novelty, so my relationships, few as they are, tend to be long lasting. I have dated twice and am going into my Junior year in high school if that states anything. I love the art of swordplay, and the grace required to do so. Though I have horrid balance at times, my footwork keeps me steady, as does reflex. IN sketches and drawings, I specialize in maps and weapon designs, and I am unable to draw anything humanoid to any extent. I tend to be gifted in Literature, but do not have the drive required to write anything over thirty pages or so. I am also a Pisces, and fit the resume excrutiatingly well most of the time. For now, I believe this will be sufficient enough for personal information. |
Update
My mom came home early and yelled at me for being on the phone.
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I want you to hit me as hard as you can
I'm not very paitient.
Talk to you later.
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I want you to hit me as hard as you can
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