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Doth Brutus bootless kneel, Dear Brutus son?

Speak hands for me!

The blows I brace off, fighting with such might
This gale of daggers find me helpless still
Against the piercing stab of this despair
From unfamiliar friends my heart denies

But who, among these unknown men be this?
A countenance I've thought to know so well
These eyes no longer show the love before
Of he, whom I have always held so dear

Et tu, Brute? Then fall Caesar.
©2009 ~SnowyHail
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Because it's really sad.

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Awww.... This part is always so sad...

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Din, with her strong flaming arms, cultivated the land to create the earth.
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TT__TT yeah... it is kinda sad

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I'm not really all that weird. It's the rest of the world that acts like freaks.

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