Post by jack on Apr 24, 2006 19:28:57 GMT -5
Many people dont know
Many people have seen what i know
Like the grass in the past we stare.
dead like always with no despair.
To some we are the night.
To others we are the right.
But to us we are the damned.
Forever to be at hand.
To the world we are obsolete.
No one cares or see's the heat.
For thoughts undone is the biggest one.
We could have never known.
Where the river went.
Splitting the wood from the vent, we are the youth
And death is of our grasp, the unwriting of the task.
- Malleria
You must take these words that i have given you and use them for your fuel. If youve gotten this letter, it means i was killed. There is so much for us to explain. But such little time. A war of significance is coming towards us like a rageing storm, sleeping inside the belly of the beast, hides inside like a plague of uncertainty, aslong as the importance is not life ...it perishes...I will meet you in the next life...i must do part now... I love you, sincerly your mother...
Many people have seen what i know
Like the grass in the past we stare.
dead like always with no despair.
To some we are the night.
To others we are the right.
But to us we are the damned.
Forever to be at hand.
To the world we are obsolete.
No one cares or see's the heat.
For thoughts undone is the biggest one.
We could have never known.
Where the river went.
Splitting the wood from the vent, we are the youth
And death is of our grasp, the unwriting of the task.
- Malleria
You must take these words that i have given you and use them for your fuel. If youve gotten this letter, it means i was killed. There is so much for us to explain. But such little time. A war of significance is coming towards us like a rageing storm, sleeping inside the belly of the beast, hides inside like a plague of uncertainty, aslong as the importance is not life ...it perishes...I will meet you in the next life...i must do part now... I love you, sincerly your mother...