art of stategy
Guns cant kill me, flames wont burn me, Iron never feels cold, ice can get hot for me, starvation never bothers me,
looks cant hurt me, shame wont pay me a visit, death gets lost on his way, books have thoughts and feelings,
but no words to touch me, wars become big, words become small, Ive demolished all the relics that got me so this far,
no one can break me, but girls always have to try. | cr3ativitykills@aim
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November 5, 2009
