Friday 14 May 2010 photo 5/5
|
Life... What is the meaning of life?
We are born, We grow up and then we die.
Why even live it seems so usless, Every week i have moments when i just
want to climb up a roof and let the ground Catch me.
Lucifer you have my soul, My body...
Do what ever you want to me, I feel no pain!
Finish me off, I have no reason to be left on this planet anymore!
We are born, We grow up and then we die.
Annons