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' Deep inside my mind, & in every breathe I'll take, I guess this memorie of you will be runnin' after me, chasing me in no ending death' nightmare, & when you've stopped breathing, hidding scars started to bleed, openning wounds which never closed again... '



 [ S* & F. background. ] [ S. ] *[ F. 2nd4. ]

# Posté le vendredi 15 août 2008 16:24

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