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I have the time to think of the past Solitude... won't break my peace of mind Because here I must dwell eternally In memoriam... For the one that
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father, maternal grandfather, mother "centre of my orbit", henry st. clair he was my friend, two-gun bob, auntie and me.
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He's a ruthless opportunist And he motivates by greed He's just the way his father was And that we sure don't need So they all cried out, "Destroy him
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When she takes out Her trusty switchblade Maddy can bring Enormous men to their knees And in the night Came to my window Flushed with the running Or
Be near me when my light is low. When the blood creeps and the nerves prick And tongle, and the heart is sick, And all the wheels of beeing slow. Be
we came here alone and alone we'll leave until then I'll light another ever - burning fire THY WILL IS DONE sitting here in this empty room with rainy
Striding forever down the road; continuous stream of losses Leaving wrecks at every turning; broken glass and crosses Whispers in the trees and ghosts
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Si claires ces images si brutes qu'elles nous genent Je vois sur l'ecran le pire de nous tous Je sens monter en moi la honte Il suffit d'oublier pour
I have the time to think of the past Solitude... won't break my peace of mind Because here I must dwell eternally In memoriam... For the one that once
