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Jun 2013
Whisper of Death
I felt a cold breeze in my ear.
It whispered me a plan to know .
That a blade I shall use as a bow .
And my wrist as the strings I should play
The melody of death today.
Written by
Breeze
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   Angonsan Snorgerian, Dhirana, M P Hill, invinsible, Vijayalakshmi Harish and 1 other
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