I'll admit it. When this song starts playing, my eyes start to well.
Goodbye Ruby Tuesday.
I'll admit it. When this song starts playing, my eyes start to well.
There, but for the grace of God, goes John Bradford
My aim, then, was to whip the rebels, to humble their pride, to follow them to their inmost recesses, and make them fear and dread us. Fear is the beginning of wisdom.
I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation.
Re: Goodbye Ruby Tuesday.
You make a thread everyday, almost, and unsurprisingly i never get what your going on about.
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