Lying at the bottom where the sun don't shine, night and day just the passing of time.
Living in a haze of distress, trying to find myself once again.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Bitter End
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Lying at the bottom where the sun don't shine, night and day just the passing of time.
Living in a haze of distress, trying to find myself once again.
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