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Tuesday, March 20, 2007

Hate

Alone
I stood
no hope in sight
Condemned by fate
and a sires hate
to live a lie.
He sees all die
he's stolen all hope
stolen all life
soon to die.

1991
Posted by Tony Fiona at 1:55 PM

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