2.07.2011

seems like the more i climb the hill gets steeper and the more i rise see I get deeper its like the more I give see the more is taken and the more I'm loved the more I'm hated still the more I fall the more ill get up and keep on driving when the road gets tough and i wont stop till i get whats mine but until then i'm tearing down the walls and i'm moving the mountains i'm stirring up the sea and believing in a change putting out the fire endure it to the end they will come and 
i will shout victory

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