Nunquam vereor fortis animus

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Written by You Dont Know Me

Wednesday, 16 January 2008

Look inward Brave soul,

Fourtune is not with you today,

The reaper is waiting for his toll,

as you lay on the bloody hay,

Her beauty was magnificent indeed,

But she is gone to the abyss,

If only she had paid heed,

to the warnings you insist,

Stupidity frought with malice,

takes a toll on youre loving mind,

pray for her loving chalice,

but dont follow her in kind,

you're mission is not yet complete,

the future is always unsure,

Get up on you're Damn feet!,

Keep you're ageless soul pure,

Fight the battle you came to win,

then continue on you're wayward way,

Remember that your'e chips are in,

and the Reaper might yet have his pay.

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