bloor red, black eternity, by KristenAlger
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red drops trickle not tonight maybe tomorrow i dont know gushing red everything is cold everything is black an eternity of darkness nobody knows my dreams my hopes i know its not for most for me it works just fine. |
| Posted: 2007-08-22 02:36:16 UTC |
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