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Like the samurai of old ive become a dieing breed.The morals and virtues i once held dear turning to dust with the flow of time, makeing way for larger and greater things.Greater things that put me to shame things that move without me. My end is inevitable it's something i can neither deny nor run away from.Written in the stones of old my fate has been sealed. Death. The inevitable end for all yet i belive mine has come earlier then it should have. but now i must choose dishonor or honor. Humility or Pride? I can feel it now... i can feel my last breath drawing near.....they say that right before some one dies they show thier true selfs..... i fear what i am i have tired to live life as honorable as possible but im only human or in my final moments will i become a beast..........
- by Zaraki Kenpachi2234778 |
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- | Submitted on 07/28/2008 |
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- Title: Dieing Breed
- Artist: Zaraki Kenpachi2234778
- Description: something i wrote when i was reflecting upon my life
- Date: 07/28/2008
- Tags: dieingbreed dieingbreed morality choice
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Comments (3 Comments)
- Avenger94 - 07/13/2010
- Thats pretty good man. Its so deep. you got my vote comrade
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- PetitCharatChan - 07/28/2008
- This might have been good, but it's impossible to take a story seriously when the grammar is that poor.
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- Himiko_Ban - 07/28/2008
- Cool story! I liked it. You can check out mine too if you want. Xd
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