Low Night Where are you now? I cant find you here. I sit by your side; theres no heat. But everything must pass on, deaths last custom. I hurt and betrayed you in my ugly game. The price is so high with the heart at a doorway. The bitter feeling of hate, myself always tormented. In the cruel clutches of death, the sorrow hewed at the string. Already miss you and call you my love. I try to stand up straight, but I know Ill end alone. Because the black hatred in the heart is our Lord, The supply of life has fallen into a coma. Given up completely, the struggle died, now I crawl on my knees. On a knifes blade dancing wobbly and sore. https://youtube/watch?v=GL3LVlDtoUY
Posted on: Sun, 19 Oct 2014 16:11:03 +0000
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