"The Concept of an Enemy"The sound of footsteps in perfect unison."The Concept of an Enemy"
These men they'll lose their lives...a war derived of one desire.
"We want our freedom! Take back your declaration! We sold our souls to you, we've never seen a heart so cold!"
Can you imagine standing face to face with someone who was meant to kill you?
And you're supposed to do the same...straight to the head.
Question the motives of the leaders above so you can change them and save the truth.
Its not just for you.
Its not just for you.
I'm having trouble understanding the concept of an enemy.
Sunsets on the frontlines...drinking
Take 1 for the_re'snoiin_teamso it just hits me a board in the face a pound to the skull and i wonder whats to live for or should i be that extreme?Take 1 for the_re'snoiin_team
i wish for better times, on a bright day with rays that envelop my body and pour orange on top of me but as of now all i get is
gray, grey, and shades of mixed in with a bit of wet
but ill settle for now, no settle for nothing, zack says and you know, thats what im gonna do so ill fight the war fuck the norm and be on my way but not before i learn that my anger is a gift
ive been hit a
Rule you out, i'll rule me inSo much to write, so little to say seems like ill find nothingRule you out, i'll rule me in
before i find something
'You need to know the path before us' 'But no things before me', swear by it Swear by this, im told, not by that And everything will be fine - everyone else is wrong
who are you to tell me what i know how i think, what i read exactly how old do you think i am i can fuck up myself without your help or your guidance
and answer me this who doesnt see through lies? not i, said the country, not fucking i. well then, ~W~hat
Reassurance Speaksthe glaring pen begs to be held I have No desire to write of you but I saw your heart for a split second of time and I cant see it againReassurance Speaks
Reassurance speaks, like a dull blade about happiness and completion while I sleep in cars shivering against frozen nights I guess at this importance as the torment of guilt lasts
in this box, escape is unheard of and the knotted strings pull tighter and they dont snap until I make them or until they make me
something a little more serious, if that's okay. :]
--Monica
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What matters most is how well you walk through the fire.
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