disassociative
Disassociative, I'm sick, but noone can see.
The past destroys me, but noone will care.
Disassociative,I"m still breaking, but noone does notice.
Disassociative,I was dying under your hands.
They're still everywhere, can't wash them off.
Disassociative, you've killed me, but you don't care.
The past destroys me, but noone will care.
Disassociative,I"m still breaking, but noone does notice.
Disassociative,I was dying under your hands.
They're still everywhere, can't wash them off.
Disassociative, you've killed me, but you don't care.
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| Auteur: Memories_sharp_as_daggers | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: Anastacia | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 23 oktober 2007 | ||
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