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| I will not forget the day when the sides were chosed Me against me against...me Clothing so drenched with swaet and the teeth they were clenched Who can I trust when I... Grabbed hold my enemy's neck and choked 'till he ceases Blistered with disbelief I awake dead And when I awoke I couldn't believe it was me All the time it was me So many rimes we smile in pride Putting such faith in what we've accomplished But minuted ago we were Slitting our wrists, running for sympathy |
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