hi guys..
this is not really an article.. i´m posting this almost everywhere i can.. ;P
i´m a member of the lj 'I Watch For Cuddy' and one of the members (silentsorrows24) made a petition for an extended version of the 7x01 opening scene an asked us to Mitmachen in and share it with our Friends and House/Huddy fans..
soo.. i´m here to ask Du to participate so we can get a few Mehr Minuten of the opening act of Huddy
here´s the link:
link
this is not really an article.. i´m posting this almost everywhere i can.. ;P
i´m a member of the lj 'I Watch For Cuddy' and one of the members (silentsorrows24) made a petition for an extended version of the 7x01 opening scene an asked us to Mitmachen in and share it with our Friends and House/Huddy fans..
soo.. i´m here to ask Du to participate so we can get a few Mehr Minuten of the opening act of Huddy
here´s the link:
link
Okay, this is a poem about my feel on this spot, in an EXSTREMELY DRAMATIC way. I'm sure Du can figure out what it means:D
Well, here goes nothing...
I'm on enemy's land, in which i see the world
In other's eyes, wihtout a clue of what to do
If other's fire, unknown to what the others percieve
As the world's attire, unsure if even i
Could yeild my weopon, and leave myself vulnerable
To another's mere threat, sure that if it came to it
I would drop a bomb, and leave it to undo a good one's deed
Of making ground for all with good enough heart
Only to serve myself of my own greed
Though I'm not so sure, who owns this land?
Your oder me, them oder us?
I still feel a certain peace, an odd truce
Between those that have been sworn
Eternal enemies.
That, I believe, I shall never know.
(end of poem)
What yall think? Please, AT LEAST rate. Kommentar if Du should be so kind.
Well, here goes nothing...
I'm on enemy's land, in which i see the world
In other's eyes, wihtout a clue of what to do
If other's fire, unknown to what the others percieve
As the world's attire, unsure if even i
Could yeild my weopon, and leave myself vulnerable
To another's mere threat, sure that if it came to it
I would drop a bomb, and leave it to undo a good one's deed
Of making ground for all with good enough heart
Only to serve myself of my own greed
Though I'm not so sure, who owns this land?
Your oder me, them oder us?
I still feel a certain peace, an odd truce
Between those that have been sworn
Eternal enemies.
That, I believe, I shall never know.
(end of poem)
What yall think? Please, AT LEAST rate. Kommentar if Du should be so kind.