“is it i, who have dragged the latter of linger from the shadows the smell of death from the pits; the footprints where no one steps the pitiful thoughts of nostalgia, hate? the love for another, hate for myself, of… — nii norton Copy Share Image
“she was too strong for my disease. i shot myself in the head, painted myself of the love so colorful in suicidal notes she's… — nii norton Copy Share
“is it i, who have dragged the latter of linger from the shadows the smell of death from the pits; the footprints where no… — nii norton Copy Share
