Disciple of the Salmon
Mike
Palm Beach, Florida, United States
Why are we still here? Just to suffer? Every night, I can feel my leg... And my arm... even my fingers... The body I've lost... the comrades I've lost... won't stop hurting... It's like they're all still there. You feel it too don't you... I'm gonna make them give back our past.
Why are we still here? Just to suffer? Every night, I can feel my leg... And my arm... even my fingers... The body I've lost... the comrades I've lost... won't stop hurting... It's like they're all still there. You feel it too don't you... I'm gonna make them give back our past.