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Apr 06, 2010
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Battle
standing on the field
fear held deep inside
gripping to my shield
hope i don't get peeled
no where to hide
standing in the field
never gonna yield
along for the ride
gripping to my shield
lucky to be heeled
gash to my side
standing on the field
hurt so i kneeled
a deep breath, then sighed
gripping to my shield
the world reeled
i think i just died
standing on the field
gripping to my shield
— sutton, Apr 06, 2010
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yenti
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Sutton