Manually added by Warlord Vodo Biask Taldrya

Manually added by Warlord Vodo Biask Taldrya

Sixteen is gone
and I try to move on
But the scar that's left
Has left me bereft

The ups and downs
Were a little lopsided
The yes's and no's
Were more than divided

Heros were lost
Enemies revealed
The peace from before
Officially repealed

What lies ahead
Only seventeen can know
But time marches on
So away we go

MMXVI

2016 was not the year to be. All the deaths and upsets I bet I'm next. Some choices were made, some not even right. Will I get stronger and live to fight another fight? A choice was made to snort some cocaine, maybe that would finally drive me insane. You lose a buddy in combat, the force not present. Is the force real or just some stupid legend? I'm tired of playing these silly games of the same lane of the same train. Will it stop? Will it pop? Will it reach the top? Don't worry about me and who I fire I get what I desire its my empire? Wait is it? Is it my empire or the dreams empire. Do we take it to higher or keep it on the Lance commandant table? I realize in 2016. I don't have a saber. I don't have the force...

I think I just have the Schwartz.

:D