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Mar 2014
I drowned, the sea was only regrouping
to return with an even bigger wave to
flush my mood, making tears invisible.

Soaked I will return, I'll hunt you down and
haunt you in your dreams, you'll think of me.
I just know you won't forget, I'm not crazy.

My last soldier ran to the battlefield, held up
against a massive army, he died, but not heroically.
A fractured spear pierced through his collarbone.

This final deed was one too much, of such I
may not overcome. I was allright, she rekindled,
I had to fight, lost, died, at least I tried, I'm done now
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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   ---, YoungGentleman17 and Harkaran
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