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Cold was my soul, untold was the pain
I faced when you left me a rose in the rain.
Today, I head off for a future filled with excitement, hardship, and money. That's right, I'm going to Parris Island MCRD in South Carolina to become a United States Marine. It will be arduous, strenuous, and both physically and emotionally challenging, but I will be as the phoenix is, break down from defeat, and rise from the ashes anew. It will be 13 weeks of hell, but after all that, I will be a better person. So, for the next 13 weeks, I will not be on Gaia, MySpace, Facebook, YouTube, etc. Additionally, I won't even be able to play any of my guitars. I will miss you all, and now, I must go.
Sincerely,
PFC Piazza
So I swore to that razor, that never enchained,
would your dark nails of faith be pushed through my veins again.
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