Biking in and around Moscow, plus other things that randomly seem to make sense to me.
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Innocence
My innocence is gone. With evil all around. I feel myself kissing you. How could it come to this? Betrayal on my mind. Cross Bearer please forgive me. Nails pierce, I feel the pain. How can I survive? Save me from myself. My innocence is gone.
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