I lived on, clawed my way through
Things will get better, they can’t get worse
There’s no viler poison, no stronger curse
Than what broke this body, splintered this soul
I’ve nothing left to offer, after all you stole
@ 2007-07-28 – 02:29:47
I lived on, clawed my way through
Things will get better, they can’t get worse
There’s no viler poison, no stronger curse
Than what broke this body, splintered this soul
I’ve nothing left to offer, after all you stole
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