The Rains Of Castamere
And who are you, the proud lord said,
that I must bow so low?Only a cat of a different coat,
that’s all the truth I know.In a coat of gold or a coat of red,
a lion still has claws.And mine are long and sharp, my lord,
as long and sharp as yours.And so he spoke, and so he spoke,
that lord of Castamere.But now the rains weep o’er his hall,
with no one there to hear.Yes now the rains weep o’er his hall,
and not a soul to hear.
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I was looking for a breath of life,
a little touch of heavenly light.
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Traci Wise:
“I found my son sitting having a moment with his daddy (SFC Benjamin Wise) the other day. We lost him January 15 in Afghanistan… we cannot forget about the incredible loss these children must undertake.”
Every follower of mine should reblog this.
idgaf that this is color. it is so touching and tragic. everyone should reblog this no matter what your blog type is!!!
OMG ;( Stay strong little guy. </3
Be brave little man!
I hear a voice say “Don’t be so blind”
It’s telling me all these things
That you would probably hide
Am I your one and only desire?
STOP CYBER BULLYING
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