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EYE FOR AN EYE
EYE FOR AN EYE
So tell me, is it because I dared to do what I wasn’t meant to
that you turned against me?
Having feelings for my sworn enemy, doing the thing I was sworn
not to, my love turning me a traitor to my cause,
my religion and all my beliefs?
The way the cards fall are often the strangest hand of all.
To save an enemy from the grave, her grave,
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Monday 17th October 2011 10:41 pm
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