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With Bloody Hands I PlayIn the fair land of the Fae,Upon this fair harp I play.For a quarrel long agoIts price I pay.In the fair queen's castle,I dwell forever in pain,For upon this harpWith bloody hands I play.
The Use of an ArtistOur ideas may not always make sense to the logical,But they are good.Our ways of seeing may appear cracked and odd,But it is unique.We may not seem to be needed in society to some,But we are integral.It is through the hands, eyes, and hearts of the artists that this cold, broken world can remember that it has a soul.
Letter to a ValentineMy dearest love,It's Valentine's Day there, isn't it? I'm sorry I couldn't make it home, I know have been away from you far too long. It's cold out in the desert night here, and relentlessly hot during the day... My feet are aching, my eyes are smarting, sunburn is all over my skin... and yet, all I can think about is you. Isn't it funny? I'm out here, day after day, risking my life, and I realize that it's not for the people, it's not for my country, it's for you. So that you may stay safe. As I hope you know, you are my whole world, and as much as I wish to be at home with you again, I need to be here. I must be here. For the good of my friends and family, and most of all, to you and our unborn child.On a brighter note, I have talked to my captain about this summer. He thinks that he can send me home in the next rotation in June, and then I can come back in a couple of months. Just in time to see our child's birth, and to help you adjust to a mother's life. If he can get me on that
Blood is Such a Pretty ColorBlood is such a pretty color.It shows my love, my passion, my violence for you.Blood has such a pretty color.I think I'll paint my walls with you.Blood is such a pretty color.I think I'll die for you.