Thursday 27 September 2007 photo 1/1
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I'm a doorman at my Death Row, you're a faceless foe of heart An accent, a drop of darkest blood on snow, white feather in the tar.... a tearstain on your frozen face... A life - in black and white You slaughtered my soul again Tried my best to be worth your two realities You're breaking my heart again To squeeze out a rhyme, I bid you farewell
Annons