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Hate Monger's Grandstanding

Last man standing in a world of outlandish viewing the enemy and weapon .....they brandish words are accursed thoughts even worse sympathy felt....for who fell first Caught in the crossfire situation dims dire fading is the glory for the gun for hire Fight on,must persist as this last man resist clutches of the anger amongst our midst Fear not is his call as he stands for us all a shield of strength a protective wall Last man standing his love is outstanding pure weapon of choice against those grandstanding.....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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