thank you pearl jam
chadwick
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thank you for having this site. i can't think of any other place i'd rather be apart of. you are inspiration. i am grateful and am enjoying this ride.
peace.
peace.
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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great call Chad !
Godfather.
be "apart" of??
mmmmmmm
sounds fishy to me
"what a long, strange trip it's been"
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
I am grateful for many reasons.... Thank you.
cw, i wasn't trying to be one of those annoying people that correct others' grammar and shit
i thought i detected a little subterfuge
"what a long, strange trip it's been"
no worries
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
i think you mean grammAr
actually yes
actually it was a hook and shit
but i think you knew that
but i changed it lest some might actually think me to be slow when i was only being facetious,
facetious fucking angel that i am
"what a long, strange trip it's been"
that's the only kind of angel i like
(I know)
"what a long, strange trip it's been"
and when the walls go closed tightly around
a wind that is stale to breathe
and when light
is the word "bothersome"
my descriptions have a home
if i do not
this (vast expanse) well has no ending
really has no beginning
but they say when it stops
a sliver of its innermost bursts (before or after the sun)
definitely has life
this exact fact
gives lone writers
their fuel
rather it be floral smiles
or
war bleeding children and dead fathers
mothers in rags
and super-trains made of steel like swords
we can win
bringing the front
and back around
surrounding us all together
in peaceful shades
of everything
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
your words are important... so we don't grow numb..
you're never self-indulgent chad
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