Sleeping with Ghosts
These clouds we’re seeing Their explosions in the sky It seems it’s written But we can’t read between the line.. ..Soulmates never die Placebo: Sleeping with Ghosts
Be My Escape
I’ve been locked inside that house all the while you hold the key And I’ve been dying to get out and that might be the death of me And even though there’s no way in knowing where to go I promise I’m going because I gotta I gotta get outta here And I’m begging …
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I have a slight addiction to WordPress, it’s terribly unhealthy. In any case, no matter what happens: here is my brand new photography blog/site.