08/01/2009
07/01/2009
06/01/2009
03/01/2009
Cleanse.
I wash the ground you walk on
With cleansing tears
From a wishing well
You turned back with muddy shoes
Soiled all my dreams
And put me through hell.
With cleansing tears
From a wishing well
You turned back with muddy shoes
Soiled all my dreams
And put me through hell.
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