Remorse on my soul. Remorse to my soul I left hanging. Dreams i do have about stabbing. I remember town planning and no stabbing . Now my brain is transplanting all of me in to the sea . Rather not to say as i im a fool, to be is the question. Haul me a way and let me pray, demons or gods!! Haha, I do not know. feeling of sumer and joy. ought to alter that day , but blindnes is with in the revolver. By Erik Mauricio
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