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lihle-caleni
he who took my daughter now is my foe, for this world is filled with sorrow and woe. He just took her, out of my sight, now i shall destroy him with all my might. No longer do i hear music nor song, for it's her i want, the one i long. My brother won't help me, so i'll take matters in my own hands, for there will be no growth nor harvest in his greek lands. I suspect my brother, the spirit of evil, he always had eyes for her that sly little devil. My poor little goddess, she's probably crying, i will go straight down to the land of the dying I WILL get get her back, that i swear, he shall challenge me if he dares.
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Apr 29, 2013
Apr 29, 2013 at 10:52 AM UTC
he who took my daughter
he who took my daughter now is my foe, for this world is filled with sorrow and woe. He just took her, out of my sight, now i shall destroy him with all my might. No longer do i hear music nor song, for it's her i want, the one i long. My brother won't help me, so i'll take matters in my own hands, for there will be no growth nor harvest in his greek lands. I suspect my brother, the spirit of evil, he always had eyes for her that sly little devil. My poor little goddess, she's probably crying, i will go straight down to the land of the dying I WILL get get her back, that i swear, he shall challenge me if he dares.
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Apr 29, 2013
Apr 29, 2013 at 10:48 AM UTC
he who took my daughter