I open my arms to those who open their hearts. My fists remain clinched until you reach out for a hand shake, i'm not an initiator, life has taught us (me and all who are like me) to take a back seat, to remove oneself from the vile clutches of the remorseless heartbreakers. They steal everything within you
Their blades run down the spines of the alive, they tear us apart. I choose not to fight them, i don't believe in war, neither do i in peace. Only dumb animals don't fight, fighting is essential in stimulating change, yet that change has a way of consuming itself into the darkness.
Revolutionaries become dictators, like Castro, they believe that they are greater than the land, that patriotism should be directed towards them as they are the fathers of the land, the creators, the almighty
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