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Heavens Mist
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Heavens Mist |
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The Jackal Member
since 1999-08-13
Posts 426Springfield, Massachusetts U.S.A |
a plea for better time last silence we have coming all things go must stop all that floats has got to drop as slowly as you think we all drive ourselves to the brink waiting to become someones lunch you either eat the sour world or it eats you one solemn bite at a time burn you down to size your waving goodbye another tragedy fools strategy gone amiss deep down you can feel heavens mist.. marking hope upon your lips... ------------------ |
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