May 2015
Have to cut thru this final stage
Minute after minte, I express my rage,
I can not give up to any extent
The grave to me, is not yet meant.
Minute after minte, I express my rage,
I can not give up to any extent
The grave to me, is not yet meant.
Whether on your last chance or one leg don't let life take you under.
All
Content
Written by
PoETEPETE
{2000 ~~ 2015}
~©~ Protected & never neglected.
All
Content
Written by
PoETEPETE
{2000 ~~ 2015}
~©~ Protected & never neglected.
