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Engraving the entirety of it all.
Pressure with a burning sensation.
A blank slate only to exist and fall.
The assemblence of recreation
Impurity in the shape of damnation
In search of a destination
Hoping I arrive before starvation
And no persuasion
Because there is no salvation
Living lifes probation
Because life left me that impression

The Melody Of MelancholyWaar verhalen tot leven komen. Ontdek het nu