Thinner
Thinner stain that heats the blade to make me shiver stain giving way to the stone cold i'm a beginner hey there is no way that i will with her it's just the stain that feeds my pain it makes me thinner so what if all the violence makes me stronger if you dream in here then you'r a quitter stay in here there is no outside any longer just streets so lean streets so mean streets of sorrow in the long and empty silence don't wait for me i will follow you'r tracks that lead me far in search of you any pill i will swallow stay in here there is no outside any longer just shades of green shades so mean shades of sorrow.
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kermit
i was born in cork ireland in 1971,our family lived in a little village in east cork until i was five we then moved to the city, from a very young age i have been fascinated by the natural world and would spend most of my summer holidays exploring...
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