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death bed
written by avenged_souls270005:58 PM 2/27/05the kiss of life, wasnt the first, the kiss of death wasnt the last. your hand that touches lightly on my face is the hand that makes me look in discrace i try and bare the secret of our love but the poision tears up my heart the dreams that seem so real are the dreams that make u wake and squeel
and loves the hatred game to play when death comes 2 guide ure way ....steer you to the end of ure day and rescue u to die today! |
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