Tag Archives: war

Gwarth -o estel (betrayal)


Thorne, Dorrian. “Elvish Translator.” Fun Translations, Orthosie, funtranslations.com/elvish.
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Skin tight


I’m too turned Dry cleaners lost my clothes Pretty sure I’m pissing my spouse off Trying to pick a fight With a pacifist The satisfaction of jerking off with Sandpaper. My fucking clothes are misplaced What you meant to say … Continue reading

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Love is rarer than peace


Love is too rare to pass by Love is to precious a thing Love is a non commodity worth than any fortune Love is rarer than peace. Peace is a commodity To be bought or sold Based on power. Love … Continue reading

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i’m back


I’m back in this shit I hoped to get away meet a nice girl and be free but no not me, I don’t get to get away. re sub merged in this shit I’m back doing battle just got some … Continue reading

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forgivness? maybe


From a spot way deep in my mind I knew I’d be the one to kill you’ Not a bloody stump But me, So much time spent preparing your kill For you to die by your own hand Not by … Continue reading

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mercenary


Who am I I guees the secret is out I’m only loyal to me> ive had an old alliance book but here’s whats new I’m only here for the green Not blood Not friends Im here for the dough The … Continue reading

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where i’ve been


I’ve spent a disproportionate amount of my life feeling like i’m at war. home is a battleground a place where safety is found anywhere but there. I don’t like being there everyone is a mine field everything is a excuse … Continue reading

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