If I Win And You Die, I

I Can Win But You Cant Lose, This Makes Us All Even In Our Ways.

I Just...i Just Miss Him. And I Hate Being So Alone.

Because When He Sings...even The Birds Stop To Listen.

Let The Seventy-forth Hunger Games Begin, Cato, I Think. Let Them Begin For Real.

I See Now That The Circumstances Of Ones Birth Are Irrelevent. It Is What You Do With The Gift Of Life That Determines Who You Are