You'll feel alone, out to sea, with no shore in sight. You'll wonder, "why me?” Put your pain in a box. Lock it down. We are men made up of boxes, chambers of loss and triumph, of hurt and hope and love. No one is stronger than a man who can harness his emotions. His past.
You live your life by a code, an ethos. Every man does. It’s your shoreline. It’s what guides you home. And trust me; you always try to get home. Whatever you desire, it’s always a war out there. And war is a country of will. There’s no room for sympathy. If you're not willing to give up everything, you've already lost!!!
You live your life by a code, an ethos. Every man does. It’s your shoreline. It’s what guides you home. And trust me; you always try to get home. Whatever you desire, it’s always a war out there. And war is a country of will. There’s no room for sympathy. If you're not willing to give up everything, you've already lost!!!
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