Is it a crime, to fight, for what is mine?
No matter how hard it gets, keep your chest out, keep your head up and handle it.
Long live the rose that grew from the concrete when no one else ever cared!
The third always speaks the unspeakable words.
Pledge allegiance to the flag that neglects us.
I put the pistol by my head, and say a prayer. I see visions of me dead, Lord are you there?