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My heart the pheonix

You killed me are you proud? So I'm dead... and gone in a smoke cloud. But I am the Pheonix, what? Didn't they tell you? I am born from the ashes And I'm after vengence, too... Oh, and you look suprised, you should wipe the tears off, from where you cry It would be such a shame to look like that, a sad face froze there as you die....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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