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As blood flows
as do the rivers and streams
leaving dirt and emotions
The wolves drink from my wrists
and yet all you see is the mear markings
of my past and the blood curdling scream
she gave in return for her life
- by L u n a KISS S o l |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 05/23/2009 |
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- Title: Past
- Artist: L u n a KISS S o l
- Description: I was doing some homework and this just came to my head O.O so dont tell me you dont like it cause it just popped into my head xD haha
- Date: 05/23/2009
- Tags: past sadness emotional
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- L u n a KISS S o l - 06/23/2009
- ......... =,= heeyoo...............
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- L u n a KISS S o l - 05/25/2009
- ?????? =_= okay then. ?????
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- w0rm buffet - 05/24/2009
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blot clots the rivers and bleeds the movments
did we just simply go bad? - Report As Spam
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