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I tried and i failed,they tried and success came, i did it but it wasnt worth it and when they did it, a legend was bon, now that its the final countdown Down we panic, how cruel has this world treated us, when we finally found freedom smile struck our faces, we never thought of the inevitable perils targeting us, i loathem, the world the inhabitants, the insides have died, cut me down like a flower of pain, bringing my soul from the inside out, and what do i have to say bout it?
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Posted: Sep 2012

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