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VeinsHollowed
Ongoing, First published Mar 22, 2019
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Treść liryczna: ból, strata, żal, nienawiść, izolacja, lasy, duchy, śmierć.Trwoga.
Niepokój.
Lęk.
Przerażenie.
Panika.
Obawa.
Niepewność.
Bojaźliwość.
Podejrzliwość.
Powściągliwość.
Zagubienie.
Wahanie.
Popłoch.
Rozpacz.
Zawód.
Gorycz.
Zmartwienie.
Żal.
Melancholia.
Przybicie.
Depresja.
Apatia.
Przygnębienie.
Przygaszenie.
Zniechęcenie.
Zranienie.
Ból.
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