From the Crow

Sorry you have no meaning.

at all.

unless you give up your games.

i throw it down ,i bring you shadows,the decaying monoliths will begin to crumble,i am the end,the beginning

with no loyalty to the citadels of your greatness for time conquers all structures of man,i am not annihilating out of human emotions but it is the act and will of the universe

to test their hearts, the hearts of men, can they remember their agreement to the covenants of old,has their faith remained can they recollect those promises

poem, prose, by what is beauty chose?

just be, forget

being a celebrity.

just be you dude.

yur hurt, i know,

just let it go,

balance will find a way.

Three sheets to the wind my friend.........

Maranatha!

Fist yo' ass!

hey kettle, did you meet mr pot already?

You threatening me AC? Talking Pol Pot and all?

The game is afoot.......

Our dear Crow is a masterpiece. Leave the poor bird to his business.

So he is an Angry Bird........?

Eric Draven is that you?

Last Edited by Aggieranch on 09/20/2012 11:20 AM

Hello Crow, old friend.

Simply enjoying his oblivion, as God intended.

That's all of us.

Aw, I thought you meant this Crow:

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Bumbum

Chef worm rot

Mr. Worldwide......

Hello Mr. Gay.

Fin rot.........

All around the world....

So it begins.......