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i forgot you on the eve of my 24th celebration of life on this earth and it was as if i finally buried the dead bird that stopped fluttering in my chest a year and a half ago you fought your dirt games with blinding manipulation and all of the hand grenades, switch blades, battle brigades you could muster i stood and watched an old world crumble but laughed aloud at your naivety i had rebuilt this kingdom from ground up and the only master that mattered was me
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Jun 21, 2012
Jun 21, 2012 at 1:43 AM UTC
old world
i forgot you on the eve of my 24th celebration of life on this earth and it was as if i finally buried the dead bird that stopped fluttering in my chest a year and a half ago you fought your dirt games with blinding manipulation and all of the hand grenades, switch blades, battle brigades you could muster i stood and watched an old world crumble but laughed aloud at your naivety i had rebuilt this kingdom from ground up and the only master that mattered was me
quinn
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Jun 21, 2012
Jun 21, 2012 at 1:43 AM UTC
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