⛔ : THE WEIGHT OF WISDOM.
’Maturity isnt a fleeting thing.
(Nor bound to years)

It grows in heart that dare to feel, and minds that bend but never kneel. It whispers soft where tempers flare, Knowing when to speak and when to spare. (&,) It seek no war, nor boasts its might, Yet stands its ❤️ ground for what's right. It does not fear the winds of change, Nor clings to past in tight 😎embrace. It walks with loss, yet finds the way, And greets each dawn with more to say.

For life is more than time’s embrace, It’s how we love, it’s how we grace.

ㅤㅤㅤㅤ── The Burden &. Crown ©️
A man is more than flesh and bone, More than weight his shoulders own.

He walks road both harsh and step, Where silence speaks (&.) secrets keep. 😁 His hands are calloused by the things he dares not show. The wars within, the wounds—Unhealed. The battles fought but left concealed, ❤️ Strength is not the steel he wields. It lies within the will to stand, When all seems lost, yet not his hands.

Edinburgh, Germany.
Scars He Yields 🔇
est. july 1999

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[ 03.00 ] FOR MAN & RAGE. 💜
To feed desire, But wisdom
Knows what temper steel—heart
That bends yet will not kneel.

He bears the weight, He wears the crown. Not made of hold, But woven down from duty, loss and Love 😃 unshaken. A soul unchained, a Life awakened t.me/reystinee is not a flesh alone, nor built by muscle, steel or bone. 😎His spirit forged in trial’s fire, His heart the drun, his will the lyre.
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😭 .. Pers, as #Songwritter.

【 299. PILLAR MOVIES 】
A guiding hand. Not chained by fear nor bent by fate. But tempered ⛔ strong, inviolate. He bears the weight of 🌙 silent wars. The scars of dreams, The cost of scars.

His word, his bond—no fleeting breath, But oath unshaken unto death. 🙈 He loves with depth, yet walks alone, His sorrow sung in undertone. A sentinel, though ❤️ none may see, A mountain lost within the sea.

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ii. MANHOOD (‘GLIDED.)
No crown of gold, heart of stone

But quiet strength, and thruth unfeigned—a soul. that bleeds, ❤️ yet standing unchained. Slips a Poetry Inside ❤️ the lyrics (&.) Was inspired by Listening.


❤️ | 💀 | 🔑

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⏳ The Writers Burden.
Ink spills like rain upon the panels, Each word a tether, 😎 each thought a cage. The soul is stitched in threads of prose. ✌️ A burden only silence knows, the quill, a blade of tempered steel.

──── CARVES WOUND.
‘ECHOES CREEP, 1998