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>03. Inspirations » People
(6th November 2004) People are good they drove you into death Sprinkled figures out of a fountain from your tears danced on your body wiped their ass with you as toiletpaper stabbed their laughter into your warm dying heart grasping for air Carved their names into your soul as an eternal souvenir to never be happy and drank your blood to keep forever young these sadistic fucks « return |