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Artist's Commentsthings not what they used to be missing one inside of me deathly lost, this can't be real can not stand this hell I feel emptiness is filling me to the point of agony growing darkness taking dawn i was me, but now he's gone no one but me can save myself, but it's too late now I can't think, think why I should even try yesterday seems as though it never existed [link] |
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December 15, 2008
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tremendamente retrò.
...bellissima
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happiness is a warm gun.
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