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He faces the world, head held high,He is a hero, an idol, a beacon in the night.But<a href="http://xlrrzln.com"> idsine</a> all of that, is pain, and shattered pieces,Because he, for all that he's done, is powerless.He cannot see his friends, He cannot see his enemies,He cannot even see himself anymore.It is all gone,Everything.Because he is blind,Because he has sacrificed,Because he made a vow.He knows life changes,He knows life hurts,But he, for all that he's done, cannot fathom why.Pain continues and pain changes,Life continues and life changes,And the ability to keep everything you hold most dear,that, that will always be like catching the wind.Because that's the way things are, and that will never change...See, poem I wrote. Ashtoreth's breath, I'm hyper.
okay sorry some french woman foettgring to sign outs account there....a couple of weeks ago i turn of my computer as i finished downkaoding my homework onto a usb and downloaded it onto my laptop i go to bed and when i wake up my mother and the Hog A.K.A my dad are standing there with a bunch of tickets and apparently it was a lbunch of tickets to around Europe anyway im in France right now and lately its going crazy here we go...1.I Go to Europeokay well thats the only thing i can explain in a list but listen to thisIn the Hotel in Greece which was our first stop i carry my mothers bag i drop it it and all this marternity stuff falls out and then she tells me SHES BEEN WITH THE HOG FOR 1 YEAR AND... this is big and i cant belive i tell people on the other side of the world this SHES prewgnant and its coming in a few weeks no wonder of all the daggy clothes Okay less bad in Italy I had some sort of seizure which they call a convulsion later they find out it was a real one...Is my life that horrible ill write my fan fic now....
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