

Change in CombatMy fingers ache from The strain – word follows word While quietly sits the sword – In its scabbard, sleeping Before its joyous song, SowingChange in Combat
‘righteousness’ ‘peace’ ‘justice’ Words on a scrap of paper Cant change actions –
Maybe I can


Why?Why Cry for the sky Weep for the river Mourn for the fieldWhy?
When they are
Crocodile tears – It’s our fault (grow up) Accept facts (let go) Move on, forward to The future That we may know our ‘why’ Made us into those that try


The DrumThe clock strikes Another day of my life The twelfth hour I grow that much older, That much wiser – Falling into the same traps. That much stronger, As I’m brought to my knees again That much more blind That much more weary Ever optimistic While age marches To the staccato beat Of a drumThe Drum
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I'm sleeping later, waking earlier. I'm eating less and thinking more""
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"I'm going to teach you how to murder your parents"
Hi Josh!
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Being Happy does not mean everything is perfect
It means you have decided to look beyond the imperfections
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Playstation 3 South Africa
i like your panda-monium!
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I don't like english language :/
@Stranger: Shotto I hope i'll like it here. I like the grey theme. *potters off to find some grey spraypaint and make a pic of Marvin*
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There's no turning back now that you've
Opened up to your mind
Shinedown
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