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Post by *~Awaiting Death~* on Jan 22, 2007 11:54:58 GMT -5
In The Bloody Puddle - Depression Slashes This Bodice Takes - 2 The Organs Within - Femme Now The Blood Runs Deep- Arabian The Hill I climb to run away- 14.2 The Ink That Spilt- Ruby Running Away Into The - Dark The Thoughts That Scream - Depressed. Untrusting. Moody. Unloving. Stubborn. These Past Memories That Kill - These memories replay every night within this ruby wench torturing my soul to speak, Like I said before I trust none so I shall never tell. Now I Let you See My Tears - Though My Mind Is Here My Body Has Yet To Come
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