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Used and Left

By UnevenSmiles

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Used and left In the darkened fields Of sorrow and hate Filled with nothing but Sorrow of lost best friends And the hate of two evils Written January 4th, 2002 © on Jan 05 2002 07:26 AM PST   10 • 0 • 1

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