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About Me

Name:

Out of the night that covers me,
black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
for my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance,
my head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
looms but the horror of the shade,
and yet the menace of the years
finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
how charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.

Drifter: Monday, August 29, 2005

Bittersweet Symphony

xxxxxxx says:
hi buddy
yours truly says:
hey, dude. how are you doing?
xxxxxxx says:
not well yaar
xxxxxxx says:
totally frustrated
xxxxxxx says:
hey ? abt u
yours truly says:
ah! welcome to the club.

'Cause it's a bittersweet symphony, this life
Trying to make ends meet
You're a slave to money then you die

GREAT song by The Verve