Through the bruises and the breaks,
The blood and the mud,
I fight.
No, not I.
We.
We fight, side by side,
shoulder to shoulder,
sisters in arms.
That scrum goes down,
that ball goes in,
those warriors clash,
and it begins again.
Every minute, a war.
Achilles versus Hector
Sparta versus Persia
The gods, rising up
from beneath the Titans.
We fight,
Win or lose.
Beaten and broken,
victorious and joyful,
we return to fight another day.
It never ends, this battle,
because this battle does not destroy.
No, this battle creates-
Trust, friendship, family,
Home.
This battle is life.
This battle is rugby.
You don't need to
Give me presents
You don't need to
Proclaim from the rooftops
You don't need to
Hold me close
If you want me
To know you care
You just need to
Hold my hand
Mama watching the news
Brushing her baby's hair
Something's happened in New York
What's going on there?
One Twin Tower's on fire
A plane crashed right in
Who could've done this?
Who could kill so many men?
No human could do this on purpose
Who could cause so much pain?
Baby says "Mama, don't cry."
Oh God, it's happening again
3 more planes have hit
The Pentagon, the South Tower
A field in Pennsylvania
So many souls gone in 2 hours
Now 10 years later
We've healed, moved on
But we'll always remember
Those Twin Towers, gone
I shout
I scream
I bang my head against a wall
I'm ignored
I'm rejected
I'm barely seen at all
Am I so beneath the radar?
Am I so beyond help?
Am I so unworthy of being loved?
I find the gun
I pull the trigger
Can you hear me now?
Through the bruises and the breaks,
The blood and the mud,
I fight.
No, not I.
We.
We fight, side by side,
shoulder to shoulder,
sisters in arms.
That scrum goes down,
that ball goes in,
those warriors clash,
and it begins again.
Every minute, a war.
Achilles versus Hector
Sparta versus Persia
The gods, rising up
from beneath the Titans.
We fight,
Win or lose.
Beaten and broken,
victorious and joyful,
we return to fight another day.
It never ends, this battle,
because this battle does not destroy.
No, this battle creates-
Trust, friendship, family,
Home.
This battle is life.
This battle is rugby.
You don't need to
Give me presents
You don't need to
Proclaim from the rooftops
You don't need to
Hold me close
If you want me
To know you care
You just need to
Hold my hand
Mama watching the news
Brushing her baby's hair
Something's happened in New York
What's going on there?
One Twin Tower's on fire
A plane crashed right in
Who could've done this?
Who could kill so many men?
No human could do this on purpose
Who could cause so much pain?
Baby says "Mama, don't cry."
Oh God, it's happening again
3 more planes have hit
The Pentagon, the South Tower
A field in Pennsylvania
So many souls gone in 2 hours
Now 10 years later
We've healed, moved on
But we'll always remember
Those Twin Towers, gone
Digging deep into your mind the
ever
present drudge does not
release its hold;
even now, it
slinks and
slumps
inside and slows the heart and mind. What is this
oppressive thing? This living death that
never dies?
You got dumped again
And asked to stay
I am you friend
So it's okay
You talk about him
How he was good
Went out on a limb
And fell like you knew you would
You drew me close
Your eyes in tears
You kiss my lips
Like I dreamed for years
The next day
There is no call
A one night stand
A place to fall
I'll take that night
Hold it like a dove
Keep it close
Your regifted love
The moment was hot
It was fair
To use me like that
I don't care
Let happen again
Let it come with glee
Cause soon you'll see
The one you want is me
I'm a bit of a whackjob who voluntarily runs between 2 and 8 miles a day at Cross Country and then goes and gets the stuffing beaten out of me at rugby. I write really stereotypically depressing poetry, which is weird because poetry usually pisses me off, and am part of the Konoha Corner podcast. So ya. That's me.
Current Residence: A shoebox deviantWEAR sizing preference: med-large Favourite genre of music: Everything :) Favourite photographer: Wrayven Favourite style of art: poetry and photography Operating System: Firefox MP3 player of choice: iPod touch Shell of choice: Sea Wallpaper of choice: Fanart Skin of choice: Tanned Favourite cartoon character: Elmira from the Loony Toons Personal Quote: "Fine Gaara, you may pretend my snake is named Orochimaru if it makes you happy."
Peter Pan makes an emergency address.
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Greetings fellow retards. I have been your fascist dictator for 109,000 years, and we have a problem. As you may or may not be aware, I attacked my wife. This has caused the end of my sex life. This disaster was not that big a deal before the new guy was hired. In order to save ourselves, we must become peace loving vegans. Until then we must watch that new Johnny Depp movie; I bid you all adieu.
Go f*** yourself,
Hi-Im-Broken
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