28 de Mayo 2004

When I said "we" you know I meant "me"

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All the timing that is sorrow of all the faces I've acquired
We secure the shadow here, the sun fills face

You drained my heart, and made a spade
There's still traces of me in your veins
You drained my heart, and made a spade
There's still traces of me in your veins

Escrito por calamar a las 28 de Mayo 2004 a las 11:48 PM
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