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Russian Roulette Can't Heal My SicknessA Poem by XxxModifyTheMassesxxXAnother sleepless night, I dream of your skinBut having you here now would kill me withinJust knowing that you said your were mine, but then again,You.. |
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The Question Is...A Poem by XxxModifyTheMassesxxXThis air, it has a movement.But of what?Memories, dreams? It turns my gut.Not in the way that you'll take the knife,But the motivation to live your li.. |
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