we 're becoming the became
the war of two worlds collide and shatter the love of mankind.
still the future is unpredictable.
the(our) choice of words can save, but we keep in our hearts and to our graves.
our hate is just being repeated. its not against our beliefs to see the truth, but once again we walk away defeated.
It's this world, Our world that to power to kill this ill. yet once again we stand still.
here on Our ancient ground lie the dead, the defeated, and the crying.
its proof that Our world is wearing down!
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darthXdiabloposted on 06/15/2008
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