No life, no compassion
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No Life, No compassion
Taking all my baggage to a place far far away.
Where no one can ever see me, as I go of my stray.
There will be no bounding, no circle to complete.
There will never be a day, I will be mistreat.
If there would be one thing, one mission I must done.
It will be long, long ago.. Before my life begun.
As for now, I’m granted.
Till everything is succeed.
And there will be no compassion, and there will be no need.
So when my life is over, When I may be mistreat.
There will be no circle of life, no compassion to complete.
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| Auteur: **fleying mind** | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 04 juni 2007 | ||
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