It's okay Blunt. I know you're composing your emo poetry right as we speak.
Gears of Woe
Why must the blackness of my soul become blacker as my hammerburst fails to hammer? Why must the darkness that is my heart become darker as my lancer fails to cut? Why must the grayness of my existence become grayer with each miss of my torque bow? Why can't the world hear my pain with each miss of my shotgun. My life is a black pit of despair that only Dom can understand. My pain is second only to Tai's.
Don't deny your emo self Blunt I love the above poem you sent me. I can't wait for you to put it to music in the "key of despair" as you so eloquently put it. :p
Gino, I thought you would have more knives....:D
Gears of Woe
Why must the blackness of my soul become blacker as my hammerburst fails to hammer? Why must the darkness that is my heart become darker as my lancer fails to cut? Why must the grayness of my existence become grayer with each miss of my torque bow? Why can't the world hear my pain with each miss of my shotgun. My life is a black pit of despair that only Dom can understand. My pain is second only to Tai's.
Don't deny your emo self Blunt I love the above poem you sent me. I can't wait for you to put it to music in the "key of despair" as you so eloquently put it. :p
Gino, I thought you would have more knives....:D
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