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pieces of pain fly into the crescent moon we walk through the falling snow storm and broken road are we alive or just pretending? wisdom of the nirvana tell the mysterious diety yellow grass and smoked old man strong promises people made promise it won't be breaking seeking the shadow of your savior survive the long cold night with an eclipse torn fall between us pale lips with a cigarette living our future in a ***** promise lead me, surviver to the end of this tunnel standing in the rain to see the lights of the buildings galaxy and hidden planet walk to the flower shop rose or jasmine red with madness or white with sadness painting your soul with blood (a.l)
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 1:33 PM UTC
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pieces of pain fly into the crescent moon we walk through the falling snow storm and broken road are we alive or just pretending? wisdom of the nirvana tell the mysterious diety yellow grass and smoked old man strong promises people made promise it won't be breaking seeking the shadow of your savior survive the long cold night with an eclipse torn fall between us pale lips with a cigarette living our future in a ***** promise lead me, surviver to the end of this tunnel standing in the rain to see the lights of the buildings galaxy and hidden planet walk to the flower shop rose or jasmine red with madness or white with sadness painting your soul with blood (a.l)
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Nov 23, 2013
Nov 23, 2013 at 1:33 PM UTC
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