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No place to go

Under darkheaven I stand,
red stains on my shirt.
My eyes turned white.
You made me scream.

I saw your knife,
and I got paralysed.
I can´t hide
I cant´t run
I have no place
to run.




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Publicerad 2006-03-18 21:43



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