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Darkest Days

Tears of sorrow crawl down my face as i walk back from your resting place soldier demons ignite my rage as our broken dream evades this day slips through my hands Walking through my darkest days the fire burns always but even through these darkest days the fire burns always This day belongs to you and I the memory of when your died through hell on earth and the peace up high your tears are mine each night i cry Walking through my darkest days the fire burns always but even through these darkest days the fire burns always the fire burns always For lynder Carey 11th june 1978-12th june 2001

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