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Post by Stoic Soul on Aug 27, 2005 18:44:30 GMT -5
my heartbeat will slow my voice will fade my mind will go as I turn to the shade
what's left for me I do not care but ill never be the one thats there
life is lost death is found my tears are most as im put into ground
my time is done now i must leave the fight is won or so i believe
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