

Oh what to say...Nathan Hayes Ah what to say, About my little friend.Oh what to say...
He has no life Nor a wife Though we like to pretend.
His hairs a mess And does not impress My high standard rule.
Though his wit is good And if he lost the hood, He would make a fantastic mule
Now Nathan seldom left his home He didn't care to stray and roam
He isolated himself in his room Casting no light
In his soon to be tomb.
When the Americans destroyed him home,
Where was Nathan?
When this was going on? &


Who Am I...?What is an eye? A portal to the soul? Or a door to be openedWho Am I...?
To a story left untold?
What is a face? Some skin over bone? Or a mask with a smile Covering sorrows unshown?
What makes a hero? Taking pain without tears? Or protecting your loved ones, Subduing all fears?
My eyes have seen sorrow, Injustice, and pain. And the occasional sunshine That's after the rain.
My face hides vile secrets I'd rather not tell, So I embrace all the good things That make life less like Hell.
I am no hero. &n
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Looking for big, long, thick~..o_O Bananas. Please bring me whole bunches.
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Looking for big, long, thick~..o_O Bananas. Please bring me whole bunches.
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Looking for big, long, thick~..o_O Bananas. Please bring me whole bunches.
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