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Posted: Tue Feb 03, 2009 6:30 pm
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Posted: Thu Apr 09, 2009 12:37 pm
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Serious sport has nothing to do with fair play. It is bound up with hatred, jealousy, boastfulness, disregard of all rules and sadistic pleasure in witnessing violence.
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If the creator is wondering why the title suddenly changed and why her post is different, I just spruced it up. I hope it was not a bother...
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In other words, it is war minus the shooting.-George Orwell (1903-1950)
Revenge The dead arise today, The moon shines with the sun. Your eyes, they look away, As they all seem to run...
And yet it's me you curse, The reason why they ran. You are bad but I'm worse, Why so? Because I can.
I turned them against you, You turned your heart from me. Revenge is lately due, And now you will soon see.
I'll let you live for now, So you can suffer soon. Yes, your screams are so loud; And you're pale as the moon.
Quickly or slowly, hmm? I cannot make the choice. Your heart has no rhythm, Ha, have you lost your voice?
Why do you choose to cry? You scoffed when I did so. You hypocrite, now die! From my hands, your blood flows.
Your breathing is so scarce. You're dying before me. You said, "Nobody cares." So goodbye, "Nobody."
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Posted: Thu Jul 16, 2009 4:26 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 04, 2010 3:22 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 10, 2010 10:46 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 30, 2010 10:07 pm
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