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one bottle of wime down.....more to come I'm sure. Saddness envelopes me. Holding hands, walking in the night. It sickens me.....you sicken me. But then again everything does now-a-days. I put faith in you, only to have it fall face down in the street. Injured, like me. All this kills me. everything seems ok on the surface....little do you know.
SLICE, SLICE, SLICE.
You'll never hear me cry, nor the sound of me as I bleed.
SLICE, SLICE, SLICE.
You'll never hear me cry, nor the sound of me as I bleed.