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You can torture us, bomb us, and burn our districts to the ground. But you see that? Fire is catching, and if we burn, you burn with us

16/02/2023 alle 15:13 16/02/2023 alle 15:13

The courageous fallen, the anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we, the living, refuse to forget them! And as we ride to certain death, we trust our successors to do the same for us! Because my soldiers do not buckle or yield when face with the cruelty of this world! My soldiers push forward! My soldiers scream! My soldiers rage!

14/03/2023 alle 17:33 14/03/2023 alle 17:33

Everybody loves the way you do, from the way you talk, to the way you move... #adele #when-we-were-young

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18/06/2023 alle 21:20 18/06/2023 alle 21:20

Steady we ride Silhouette flying over the grass As the daylight now dies Our stallions breathing their last Duty chains us Our demons haunt us Fighting for seeds of our crown Death by sundown! Steady we ride Watching scenes playing out from our past Like the smell of her hair Those times always fly by so fast Needles broken The feeling's woken Should we just let it all fade Is it just time?

18/03/2023 alle 20:45 18/03/2023 alle 20:45

Our journey, wild with highs and lows, Through joy and tears, the story flows. I'd walk that path a thousand times, For every stumble, every climb. I'm sorry now, I know my part, The blame is mine, within my heart. But still, with all we've been before, I'd do it all, a thousand more. -Unknown

05/12/2024 alle 19:48 05/12/2024 alle 19:48

We all die. But does that mean our lives are meaningless? Does that mean there was no point on our being born? Would you say that of our slaying comrades? What about their lives? Were they meaningless? They were not! Their memory serves as an example to us all. The courageous fallen! The anguished fallen! Their lives have meaning because we, the living, refuse to forget them!

14/03/2023 alle 15:06 14/03/2023 alle 15:06

Ho scritto una poesia al mio ex…. “Our journey, wild with highs and lows, Through joy and tears, the story flows. I'd walk that path a thousand times, For every stumble, every climb. I'm sorry now, I know my part, The blame is mine, within my heart. But still, with all we've been before, I'd do it all, a thousand more.”

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