Hey you.. rotting in your alcoholic shell, banging on the walls of your intoxicated mind - do you ever wonder why you were left alone as your heart grew colder and finally turned to stone...
Hey you.. rotting in your alcoholic shell, banging on the walls of your intoxicated mind - do you ever wonder why you were left alone as your heart grew colder and finally turned to stone...
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