FreedomA tune of sorrow fills the air The close comfort of sadness Emotions rise to reach to despair Then fade away to gladnessFreedom
A tale of a man so weak How dark and bleak his life To afraid to even speak Stuck in mud and strife
He strives and strives To break out and free Branches cut like knives Cut his eyes so he can't see
Crushing weight pull him down And yet he will continue Push his head below to drown He must struggle through
Then suddenly the branches snap He can open up his eyes The mud can't hold him back &
Final ID
| THIS IS KIERAN! *kick in well* |
I love how I logged onto DA after so long and half the year suddenly seem to be on this thing lmao
Shame!
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"No Matter How Dark The Night, Morning Always Comes."
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Light permeates even the darkest soul, we will all shine in the end.
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''Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!''
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''Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!''
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''Hey, you created me. I didn't create some loser alter-ego to make myself feel better. Take some responsibility!''
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"In the real world we're lucky to get six hours of sleep"-mattress commercial
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