Metal is my center, it is my core, it is my healthy form of hostility and aggression.My FAMILY & FRIENDS r the most important things to me in the world.love to travel,my fav countrys are japan,norway & italy.live in sheffield.I am against illegal music downloads.I CAN NOT stand rude & selfish ignorant people;),besides am a very friendly & social person,so feel free if u like to add me or talk ;)...(April is the cruelest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.
Winter kept us warm, covering
Earth in forgetful snow, feeding
A little life with dried tubers.
Summer surprised us, coming over the Starnbergersee,With a shower of rain; we stopped in the colonnade
And went on in sunlight, into the Hofgarten,And drank coffee, and talked for an hour.
Bin gar keine Russin, stamm' aus Litauen, echt deutsch,
And when we were children, staying at the arch-duke's, And down we went.
In the mountains, there you feel free.
I read, much of the night, and go south in winter.What are the roots that clutch, what branches grow
Out of this stony rubbish? Son of man,
You cannot say, or guess, for you know only
A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust ...)
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