“This routine feels like a knife, entering my back then down my spine. I’ve withstood the sting for long enough, now I’m prepared to discard it.”
— Dead Poetic, Molotov
May 23, 2008, 9:16am
“This routine feels like a knife, entering my back then down my spine. I’ve withstood the sting for long enough, now I’m prepared to discard it.”
— Dead Poetic, Molotov
May 23, 2008, 9:16am