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LuLu, 4 maja 2012

The Death of a Smile

The inner depths of my soul screams in agony, torrmented by betrayal of trust, care, and devotion. I can't sleep at night, for fear that Death's flaming chariot shall take me away. I can't eat while my soul starves for attention. I can't cry, my eyes gave up their tears when you died. (... więcej)