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Rang: Graffitiwriter
Beitrag #1, verfasst am 25.12.2016 | 17:57 Uhr
Tonight I came to a Realisation:
This World is destroying us.
Me, You and the ones next to you.
There's only two ways out of this.    --  von Jack der Schnitter

And "I have become Death. The Destroyer of Worlds." -- FGFC820/Perfect War


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Beiträge: 924
Rang: Kolumnenschreiber
Beitrag #2, verfasst am 02.01.2017 | 18:36 Uhr
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.
Beiträge: 506
Rang: Graffitiwriter
Beitrag #3, verfasst am 03.01.2017 | 02:49 Uhr
Tonight I came to a Realisation:
This World is destroying us.
Me, You and the ones next to you.
There's only two ways out of this.    --  von Jack der Schnitter

And "I have become Death. The Destroyer of Worlds." -- FGFC820/Perfect War


† -- ♦ -- ∞ -- ♦ -- † -- ♦ -- ∞ -- ♦ -- † -- ♦ -- ∞ -- ♦ -- †
Beiträge: 924
Rang: Kolumnenschreiber
Beitrag #4, verfasst am 09.01.2017 | 13:53 Uhr
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops,
Weakened by my soulful cries?

You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.