In my hour of need
Ha you're not there
And though I reached out for you
Wouldn't lend a hand
Through the darkest hour
Grace did not shine on me
It feels so cold, very cold
No one cares for me
lunes, 25 de julio de 2011
mata el miedo que guarda el animal, limpia el cuerpo pues dentro de él estás.
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