

War's AnguishWar's Anguish:War's Anguish
I was created when man first came, They have no one but themselves to blame, I've seen countless people die, And that makes me wonder, Why did man create me?
I've seen armor rust, And swords left broken in the dust, I cannot forget the people who die, And that makes me wonder, Why should man find happiness in me?
I continue to make people run, Because the sword is now the gun, I can taste the blood of the people who die, and that makes me wonder, Why does man use me?
How far will man go my friend? wi
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But I, being poor, only have my dreams........
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I do not feel obliged to believe that the same God who has endowed us with sense, reason, and intellect has intended us to forgo their use.
Galileo Galilei (1564-1642)
Heh, wanna see a zombie?[link]
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"A photograph is a secret about a secret. The more it tells you the less you know. " Diane Arbus
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It really means a lot to me!
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"French might be the language of love, but German is the language of anger."
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