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Master of My Fate
Blood pressure rising, my Eyes compromising Secret promises and now a feeling of Dread washes over Us as You make a fuss. Now the Heart beats faster; I’m Not My Master. my Sword’s done slicing as You finish You’re pricing on the very thing I Need. Time to follow if You won’t lead, as this battle Rages on and the Blood across the lawn is all that I can see for this Blood, It comes from me |
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