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I worked too hard, come too far to give it all up now... but my heart can\'t make up for the blood lost, my eyes burn and sting from my life liquids trickling into them, as if they could be any redder. Still.. I ran the race, but I still want more.. how could be it, that even in doing everything I have, and accomplished so much..

All I have left.. seems so small, little and insignificant?

I can\'t die here, you can bruise me. Beat me down, drag me out, cut me up, and even tear me apart.

But somehow,
I will find the strength and the will to live, to accomplish more than anyone believed I would, more than what I ever dreamed I could.

For to me,

There is no greater feat, than to complete the task, my vision, that destiny that is rooted so deep, latched so tight, entwined in my being that there is no way I can allow myself to fail it.

I will survive this, its a hard blow, a final strike, a killer; perhaps, but I will live..

Don\'t ask me where this came from, I can hardly explain it.

Derana, Words, and Art (C) *LindsayPrower

No stealing, claiming as your own, or recoloring.

Thankies.

Done in approximately 2 hours,
In MSPaint,
With Laptop mousepad

Description
I worked too hard, come too far to give it all up now... but my heart can\'t make up for the blood lost, my eyes burn and sting from my life liquids trickling into them, as if they could be any redder. Still.. I ran the race, but I still want more.. how could be it, that even in doing everything I have, and accomplished so much..

All I have left.. seems so small, little and insignificant?

I can\'t die here, you can bruise me. Beat me down, drag me out, cut me up, and even tear me apart.

But somehow,
I will find the strength and the will to live, to accomplish more than anyone believed I would, more than what I ever dreamed I could.

For to me,

There is no greater feat, than to complete the task, my vision, that destiny that is rooted so deep, latched so tight, entwined in my being that there is no way I can allow myself to fail it.

I will survive this, its a hard blow, a final strike, a killer; perhaps, but I will live..

Don\'t ask me where this came from, I can hardly explain it.

Derana, Words, and Art (C) *LindsayPrower

No stealing, claiming as your own, or recoloring.

Thankies.

Done in approximately 2 hours,
In MSPaint,
With Laptop mousepad