Hmm... what is this? Practice space for developing writing skills... The venting and ranting forum of the shadowy depths of my soul... My reaching hand to the hurting world that we might come together over the pure feelings of anguish and apathy that the world does not give outlet to other than in the form of repentance or charity (that which they encourage) or in the form of rage (that which is frowned upon). Here creativity sparks, like an old flint. Maybe yours will spark too...
Fear not the enemy, Come here beside me. Knocking at the door Like a merchant of death、
Fly here to a safer shore And be wrapped in warm arms.
Fear not the battle, We'll make their shields rattle. These swords of silver And the noise of guns
Will prove your allies braver Than your strongest foe.