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by Bryce Ellner Apr 11, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
Separate the lies from skin and bone, And inside you'll find A child without a home No sight to see No air to breathe But yet she lives still Till the day she is killed By the hand of the God that she tried to believe in but failed...
by undying blusher
wow...not too cheerful there...dark but interesting concept. nice. xxx