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| WHAT DO YOU BELIEVE IN IN THIS WORLD |
IN THIS WORLD WHAT YOU MAKE IS YOURS, WHAT YOU ARE IS YOU, WHICH MEANS WHAT YOU THINK IS YOUR THOUGHTS, WHAT YOU FEEL IS YOUR EMOTIONS, WHAT YOU BECOME IS UP TO YOU , HERE'S WHAT I MADE. I believe that we all must except that you,me and him are in this fucked up world together, We are an angry generation we have every right to be but why be angry at one of our own? Who gives a shit I walk down the street and there's charlie pissing in some poor basteds pocket again just for a taste, just so he can be part of the reason to distruct us. As we must understand like any generation it's our time the world, our time to stand , heres my thought's on it injoy!!! If we are like they were and don't know what the hell it is we are here for,to show them to play with them, No they showed us as we will our's, What are we?? I don't think there's a living soul that can tell what we're here for or what we are, Hippy's,retards,drug heads thats what they say, No we'er tippers not feral,not grunge each with our own minds and thoughts, This we all must understand our way never die's, The next will carry it on, Like we did there's, The music,the art,the writen word or what ever part of the difference you play, Exept it because we were chosen to make the difference we must. And like those before us we must make our mark, For like them we must not let it die, Because we are not a distructive breed, Nor can we alower our selfs to be. | ||||||||||||||||
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HA ALL, Im Ethan, Im 19 from Australia, Not an australian from a lattin/galic area in good nothern Scotland called Delmore, One thing here that trips me out is the people many a tongue many a mind, But my favorites are the lattin Americans especialy the chileens and savadorians, I've been out of home for nealy six years now have one boy and a baby girl, But the one thing I miss is my girlfriend(she was from Chile and boy She was the most beatiful thing, Two years younger but her mind and soul made up for that, God I miss her like she was one of my baby's, every night before I look at these photo's of her and my babys and most nights I fall asleep looking at those photo's, If only she knew,I could never replace any of them or the memories we carry, Any way Im an artist/poet have been since I was ten, People say it's easy once your there,but the one thing they missed out was the drugs and what it does to your life, Anyway anouthe about me injoy the writing, All original and all by me. INJOY. | WHAT ARE WE????? | ||||||||||||||||
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