i was crowned a king listening to own up to your bullshit fighting a dark night standing by a white holy knight that wanted me to box him till. dressed up as the evil talos he finally had to draw a sword got me in the gut felt the blade right now spitting theses storys. i boxed him for a hour and half straight set down maybe 3 time as he waved me to get up and fight again. he moved so quick it was like a split second runing all around the yard walking on the ground fighting the dark shawdow. then i realized i would never give up again training me to fight someone either in this life or the next. last night i seen a red furous demon lion that wanted to rip its teeth into my my flesh but i mightly showrd my teeth as my own lion got god sons hand on my shoulder as i write this story you better believe jesus stands by me. kinged lorded. i fighting two battles one against the gallows the valleys the shawdows the unseen. i was picked what chosen for what. stay firce undying righteous lion yelding a sword. boy do i love to box wish i could trianed regain more honor by being wavered and serving in the actuall marines. prove um all wrong then i got a battle with the world boy how it hates on me. for what past mistakes of being a kid and being oppressed and possessed. come devil ive seen you and im still here. fighting myself to be tame whating for my destiny. the reasons i was choosen ask jesus and god himself. fighting my self not to be ruthless. he is evil and i dont want nothing to do with evil any more