Disaster
asking for water, gas is what they got
They had it never too cold
It wasn't their fold
He didn't knew it, sounds way too odd
Humanity taken away
shame is what remain
No one to help when they need it the most
Feeling lost, paying a not deserved cost
Ended with suicide
Because there was nowhere to hide
They had it never too cold
It wasn't their fold
He didn't knew it, sounds way too odd
Humanity taken away
shame is what remain
No one to help when they need it the most
Feeling lost, paying a not deserved cost
Ended with suicide
Because there was nowhere to hide
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| Auteur: dark writer | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 01 juli 2011 | ||
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