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fighting chance
when i think of you........
the world turns in as
my heart stops to beat.
catching that one last
breath to give it a
fighting chance, to gain life,
is no longer toleratied.
You scensor my being like
a poisionace snake, leaving
me in a emptyness tomb,
bleeding eyes of shameless
grief, but i live to,
strengthen the core,
and return the priceless favor.
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