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by Merdy Feb 3, 2012 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Although I might betray others a thousand times I am not willing to lose the friends of my youth together we would brave Satan all his legions they were in the forefront... The future is uncertain its battles lay ahead The one thing that could be depend upon was my memory of the past I treasure the past the way others treasure the promise of the future. YYYYMMDD submission Date: 20110507.