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Jul 2010
Blood shed
Bullets ripping the pure body to shred
Tainting the body with poison
Screaming in agony

Just a reminder
A silent battle amongst friends
Is as deadly as those across


Rotting flesh in air
Stench of death
Bittersweet smell
Of a victory lost
Andie Lately
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