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Jul 2014
Fortune fell with me
as I need none
I just do it for her
I am her last pinch

Her human weakling
so hurting and dying
by her orders of glory
I will die ******* lost

This is the pinch
this unjust command
see how cruel
how cruel gods can be

Like I need to die again
so **** up your sins
for we are the dark within
we of many are the pinch

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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