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Dodano: 25 LUTEGO 2009
Death's Diary
Death's Diary
On Tuesday I took a bird
Such pain to hear it sing
I blackened it with petrol
And oiled its little wings
I tainted the breeze
As I threw it to the wind
And there's room in my diary for you, my friend
And there's room in my diary for you
