Don't know if these are really getting better or worse now.
Started with a climb. Started with a purge round. All of the old, and new mottos go now. New momentum to roll. No roads that I stroll. New though takes a toll. Stoop when you are old, and my boots heavy as led, hella heavy steps... but you know what? I wont rest until I'm hella dead.
At least not for long.
And I would like to a try a type writer.
Again the nine's a quiet fighter.