You stand so proudly against the wind You hold your broken sword and your broken sheild as if it were the only things you own You always hold your head high above the other as you walk in the crowed city Why? You never ask for anything in return, but you everything for anyone, even for stangers...... You own nothing, yet, you give eveything away...... Why? What do you see in people that I don't? Tell me... Man with a broken sword and a broken sheild are you a fighter? To me... Are you a hero?
Zeroyuy · Sat Jul 30, 2005 @ 12:03am · 1 Comments |