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May 2012
death to the day, I burn for the night
death to our dream, I give up the fight
I'll lay down to the sound of fate falling

this is what you wanted, you can't say its not
this is what you needed, or have you forgot

© 2011 joshua deathdealer
joshua deathdealer
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