I'm cam, not sure what to put on here herp derp
There are many ways one may leave this world. They can be scorched with pain or shrouded in peace. Everyone knows how the want to pass, whether or not they get their wish.
You grow up thinking you can take anyone and everything put in your way. You make plans in your head, preparing for an event that will likely never occur.
There are people out there Blinded by hate They sit back and shout Then sit back and wait The rest of us just watch While they spew out lies We wonder why they talk Till their tongue dries.