sweet dreams, by skylar |
sweet dreams in the dark comfort sought comfort taken so young in the eve of dark things birth tiny seed of darkness grows with each beat dont touch the thorn you know its there look me in the eye feel the fire within beware your heart stabbed back to front look me in the eye tell me you dont care i dont care i know you do |
Posted: 2005-03-02 15:22:30 UTC |
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