Nothing More
The leaves fall like these years gone by
The mirror tells the story of one
Created by Nature
Born in blood
To live in Sin
We are nothing more
Sinner or Saint
Angel or Demon
We are that which nature has created us to be
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Tix Tix | Year Posted 2015
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