

DeathDeath stares me right in the face I try not to blink, but it makes my heart race I have been so near death many times so near that I can hear the toll of death chimeDeath
I sleep in a bed made of black roses
Death has been sneaking, under our noses I am sick of this terror, I am sick of this fear I am sick of this death, coming so near
I will not be afraid of this death any longer I have to over come this, have to be stronger I will fight against this madness I will fight against this sadness
So I will bring death to me If that is the way it has to
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If you forget, what you never remembered never existed.. Or did it?
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If you forget, what you never remembered never existed.. Or did it?
Really nice gallery you've got!
Take care!
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If you forget, what you never remembered never existed.. Or did it?
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If you forget, what you never remembered never existed.. Or did it?
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