

Familiar tears-Revised-These little things That passes me by each day, They bring on familiar tears. That runs down the length of my temples, As I lay here in the dark, Trapped in recollections of what has past.Familiar tears-Revised-
Cold droplets flow from the wind. Pouring out my soul. A flood to you. Overflowing, ripples, down sides, it runs. But who notices, Until now, when I see through crystal specs In my eyes. A magnified ant.
Trying to suppress the even flow, But little, still comes through. Drop by drop, These simple, little things, Bring me to a standstill.  
Burn
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Nazywam sie Dace i twe cialo nalezy do mnie smiertelniku...
-sam
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Renegade asylum patient #562289. If someone asks you, I wasn't here okay?
Oh well!
You'll get used to it.
Merry Christmas dude!
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Renegade asylum patient #562289. If someone asks you, I wasn't here okay?
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