They go around the school, hunting for a prey,
They see a girl, standing alone, she does that...
When people
neglect the boundaries...
Hello, my name is DRUGS - I destroy homes, tear...
Victoria was Victorious, in 1898
Gladstone passed away...
We dont know what people are thinking, dont know...
Cant even tell anything about those who we call...
Trust is real
for you to feel...
It's not yet winter and we're already hunting for...
if not cotton, and somehow, as sales seasons sneak...
What's the benefit
of writing many words which...
So tell me,
What's become of us...
The spring fever died reluctantly
Drowned by the New York rain as the city spat out...
Falling short of living,
Out of dyings reach...
Its a child not a choice stop the silence and
make some noise. Its a life not a option, a person...