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If looks could really kill,
then my profession would be staring.
Please know we do this cause we care
and not for the thrill.
Collect calls to home,
to tell them that I realize
that everyone who lives will someday die
and die alone.
Every minute is a mile.
I've never felt so hollow.
I'm an old abandoned church with broken pews
and empty ( Read more... )
then my profession would be staring.
Please know we do this cause we care
and not for the thrill.
Collect calls to home,
to tell them that I realize
that everyone who lives will someday die
and die alone.
Every minute is a mile.
I've never felt so hollow.
I'm an old abandoned church with broken pews
and empty ( Read more... )
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