i believe
i believe a world is a shadowed gun
i find it cold with words and neither a item of hurt. i stood at the door with a mighty weapon, all to take the life of someone?
no
too take my own cause i cannot live with such a burden.
i believe a world is a shadowed gun
i find it cold with words and neither a item of hurt. i stood at the door with a mighty weapon, all to take the life of someone?
no
too take my own cause i cannot live with such a burden.
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