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A vengeful Vers of death As you lay your final breath I may be gone' But it will carry on No way will it let you win' It is what i held within Broken you are nothing as i tare into something I will be the savior holding up the weaker ' And i wont let you win When i protect the broken Maybe you could run just make it fun it will be your time ' ill be at the front of the line ' I will not let you tare us down never again will another hit the ground Broken but we will not make a sound When we burn the world to the ground
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
A dedication to Andrew Dennis Biersack
A vengeful Vers of death As you lay your final breath I may be gone' But it will carry on No way will it let you win' It is what i held within Broken you are nothing as i tare into something I will be the savior holding up the weaker ' And i wont let you win When i protect the broken Maybe you could run just make it fun it will be your time ' ill be at the front of the line ' I will not let you tare us down never again will another hit the ground Broken but we will not make a sound When we burn the world to the ground
AndieMayOstrander
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Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC
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