Disturbed _ Decadence — микроблог Екатерина___

Slowly recall all your mind.
Why, your soul"s gone cold, and all hope has run dry.
Dead inside,
Never enough to forget that you"re one of the lonely.
Slowly recall all your mind.
You slowly recall all your mind.

Автор: Екатерина___

3 Дек 2013 в 20:26

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