“I would like to leave this city this old town don’t smell too pretty and I can feel the warning signs running around my mind and when I leave this island I book myself into a soul asylum I can[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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—————————————————- “Looking out the door I see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with water and maybe I’m too young to keep good love from going wrong[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…