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The Defiant One

Here I am Alone again Battling demons till the end It’s me against them, how am I to win? With a power bestowed upon a mortal man One shot, one kill Wait for all to gather & they make your blood spill When all begin to rip off your flesh Wait for the last minute when there’s almost nothing left Then make your move---only then will you prove Your "WILL" never depleted And you can never be defeated -Boz-

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 8/14/2009 12:56:00 PM
Interesting. Sara
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Book: Shattered Sighs