True Believers: Personal Fury

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Thursday, November 22, 2007

Personal Fury

Personal Fury The men, They send, The mightiest will bend. The kill, Does spill, With an awful chill. The blood, Will flood, Into the mud. The women, Were driven, Away from the living. The hate, Broken slate, What will end the wait? Donald Horn Copyright ©2007 Donald Edward Horn Sign in to see full entry.

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