Aug 2013
my face is no longer as white as snow
it's ****** from my barb wire tears
my demons are saying "cheers!"
then the Devil pulls out a chair
and he joins the toast to my sweet despair
it's ****** from my barb wire tears
my demons are saying "cheers!"
then the Devil pulls out a chair
and he joins the toast to my sweet despair
(26/Colorado)
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