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Dec 2016
A heart lost,
Battles half won,
Injured souls,
Lifeless bodies
Pilling up...
Blood shed,
Watery eyes,
Till all that's left, is
Sobbig for the dead
Tiffany Scicluna
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Tiffany Scicluna
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