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Nov 2013
In this game to the death
where the truth shouts defeat
and the lies just breed more hate
I say we escape

far ahead from this fate
far from the curse that revolves
around the ropes, around our necks
nobody is safe

and I need you
to help me see things through
the bad, the good
what else is new?

coz through your eyes I see
past the sadness , past the tombs I made
the ghosts that seeks revenge
I feel I can escape
xander
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