scraps
purple haze
Predator of the nightThe silent air is still, The smell of blood drifts, Giving you a sudden chill, While the wolf, he shifts,Predator of the night
He lusts for rotting flesh, After his first ever taste, He makes a dash, He will never let it waste,
You hear a sound from behind, Stunned, you stay in your spot, All of a sudden your blind, And you feel your blood clot,
Euphanasia, you plead for, But have no power to demand, The wolf, he seeks for more, And his breath touches your hand,
Welcome to the night, Where surprises are abound, Not a person is in
OutcryThere's never the words For me to say all I need to say So I stay within me As always I delayOutcry
Make yourself see through me The words, the hate, the tears This will never unfold Why can't you purge my fears
You could save me When all I want to do is die These wounds won't heal See the outcry
Don't ask why Don't tell me to talk You'll believe that I'm fine Then again you'll walk
You were there I was gone Say it now Another con
When time crashed You denied You could of saved me &nb
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Lady Bug
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FAMILY DENTISTRY! - OH HELP HELP I HAVE TEETH!
nice gallery! good taste in music
just looked for people on my neighbours thing.
cya around..
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interesting work
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