Breaks my heart thinking of the classrooms, where I have spent so much time, stained with the blood of the innocents.
A part of all of us, who have walked carelessly down the drill field, seen the beauty of the setting sun on the Burruss hall and spent carefree times on the steps of Norris hall, has died in those moments of insanity.
1 comment:
My sentiments exactly.. very well expressed
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