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Feb 2017
You reap what you sow
Soon you will know
The angel of death
Is not an angel at all
It's someone cheated for the last time
A pound of flesh I say
Mark my words
You will learn the error of your ways
You've lied to me for the final time
The reaper is coming and his name is mine
Lee Morrison
Written by
Lee Morrison  Scotland
(Scotland)   
375
   --- and storm siren
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