POEM OF THE WARRIOR

Before you shoot me, let me do you a favor, I will catch you and learn you behaivor. My sword is sharp, my mind is full of rage, My heart is bumping, because of my great age.. Im a warrior down to my bones, To fight with me, someone must give up his hopes. Im the dead man walking, You are my victim, to whom I\'m talking...

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