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owen Junior Member
since 1999-06-17
Posts 19Toledo, WA USA |
Follow me dear and I'll show you my way Fear what you hear but laugh at what they say I know that you have no soul of your own That is why I am here to help you Crawl Out of your grave and chamber of hope I knew you well when you had no challange of life Love was a distant nothing Nothing was everything And you were destroyed by what I might hold Disgust is your endeavour Childhood wasteland is you home Don't lye as you expel your last breath Don't leave this blood on my hands Stain your own sheets |
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