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RevengeOh withered hearts of those long sense pasted, Sing your songs of hate and greed, Do your deeds and see them through. How dare they rip your heart in two, As you fester in you grave. Revenge, a song as sweet as honey, Sung by those with not a care left,Revenge
By those with nothing to lose,
So sing wretches, Sing of death and pain,
Satisfaction will come in time. Those fools will pay, Pay for their merrymaking, For mocking the dead. Forever will they hear your haunting song, Forever will they dream of your rotting corpses. Until their souls
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Sarah
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Support natural movement in Gaited Horses!!!
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..Oh, you can't help that,' said the Cat: ..we're all mad here. I'm mad. You're mad
I know i am mad lol
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The wise shall fall and the weak will reign.
The wise shall know nothing and the weak will know all.
have a nice day my friend
hope u enjoyed in my portfolio
khalid
they're appreciated
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If one syncronised swimmer drowns, do the rest have to drown too?
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The wise shall fall and the weak will reign.
The wise shall know nothing and the weak will know all.
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If one syncronised swimmer drowns, do the rest have to drown too?
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