Paths?
Dreaded memories flood back to me,
But there's still a wilful mind behind these cold,
psychotic eyes,
Now I tread this path so differently,
I've opened my mind and darkened my entire life.
But there's still a wilful mind behind these cold,
psychotic eyes,
Now I tread this path so differently,
I've opened my mind and darkened my entire life.
25 jun 2004
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