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And the roses as red as the tears of bloodshed no longer held the beauty I'd seen. Like the home that was mine would no longer be, now that I'd found a new family. The one they destroyed - without fear, without pause - on a whimsical turn to support vicious cause... I'll settle no more with these fiends at the door Friends, one and all before this People's fall.
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Life is an art. You are a masterpiece.
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Synopsis
Wrote this a bit ago during a dull school hour, when a certain qoute was bouncing through my head: "I am only afraid of my enemy's face when I see how closely it resembles mine." Comments encouraged :)
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