by Amellina » 05/23/2010 10:28 PM
I jump on your jet and follow you to spain, where I fly 500 feet to the ground, and land on the bull's back, grabbing the flag just as it charges. Bursting through the brick wall of the stadium, police begin to show up, but I can't understand their interrogating, so they need my ID. I search in my pockets, but I must've dropped it when falling from the jet. Wonderful. They take me to jail, where I cell with a guy who just glares at people. freaking out, I ask if I could call one person, and they say yes. I call a taxi. Breaking out of the jail wasn't to easy, and I'm not going to go into specifics, other than the important fact that the flag got snagged on the barbed-wire fence...
Hard as hard as it can be
Holding on to what we believe
Accepting fact and realities
In the darkness of our soul
Strength is what we need
Hard to receive or to hold on
Waiting to disappear
In the ocean of your dreams
No matter how hard we try
It will always hunt us
You'll know that your dream is over
And your strength you will take with you
Achieving what you want and living free forever
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