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My personal road to hell being paved
::2:05 am::29.01.03::

And when we walk down the street

The wind sings our name in rebel songs

But it's much to late when the fear is gone

I will meet you in the Next Life, I promise you

Where we can be together, I promise you

I will wait till then in Heaven, I promise you

I promise, I promise

promises are made and none are kept, pain is held deep within with little chance of release... i promised, i promised, i promised... but how long until the blood flows again?


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