i aint much of a writer in my own mind man but this is something i wrote about a year ago. "war" two great nations of pure willed anchient fathers of man in violent uproar killing themselves their slaves their people ripping out hearts to permiate a deities home with insence of the guilty blood the pain of a sharp shard sending existence to euphoria a free newly born spirit we praise thee our enemy and also as our keeper i wrote this in remeberace of my indian backround thats my inspiration for my thoughts.think i got what it takes man?
I think that before saying much more Iwould have to correct the numerous spelling errors, but doing so sometimes pisses people off. Do you want to see that sort of correction?