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Sep 28, 2005 21:18

ya so i come home and im eating before crew and my moms like O' ya i painted ur room while u were at school. now, i go upstairs and there is this shirtless man there that dosnt speak english. i've met him before and he's nice but now my room is yellow. that was....odd at best.

"we travel and we fight. again and again we win propetuated by our own victeries into the future. we will never stop. we win and we kill and we are drenched in our enemies sweat and blood. i have grown so tired. my only respite will come with loss, with death. i seek it now like a beeken calling to me in the night, like a ship sailing tward distant shores. i wish for it. to sleep, to rest and to know a good life. only death will bring peace. like a stone cast from the side of a mountain, rolling evermore until a final crashing end must i roll only to crash in glory apon the desalite floor of lands far below."
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