Tuesday 7 August 2007 photo 1/1
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Don’t tell me how to keep composure It has to be done for a sense of closure It ain’t over till all are hunted down The bloody mess which is all around Am I born to kill or to appease? Am I the cure or am I the disease? I forgot about all of it Finally I’ve got rid of it Unleash hell!
Annons