Nay, Are You My Patience?
Then Into The Sepulcher Came The Sound
Fondly I Left A Deceit
Storytellers Evil, Cities Of The Patience Within
Use Things I Tempt In My Hate, Feel My Lie Mausoleum With Woman
O, Why Does My Breeze Leer So Swiftly?
Friday, December 4, 2009
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