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"All the Spoils of a Wasted Life"
1-17-2005 All the spoils of a wasted life A meaningless trophy of useless truimphs The scattered dust of a shattered dream Shadows of disappearing memories A hollowed husk of faceless rememberance All the spoils of a wasted life... I have nothing. I am nothing. Fade to nothing...
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