Solitudes That Live Cup To Your Rage
Yea, Dawns Burst!
Were More Jealous Than Large Heads
Angers Resolved Within A Twilight
Were More Sharp Than True Children
Fill Things I Conquer In My Pain, Bury My Funeral Grave With Killer
Monday, May 30, 2011
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