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Deceit for a lifetime has taken it's toll. An emotional void, I feel numb and cold. You're all dead to me now. And has been for long. The time has come to reap what you've sown.
"Been A Long Journey For You, Hasn't It? Lot Of Running, Lot Of Pain. And You, You're A Flea On The Back Of A Dragon In For One Hell Of A Ride, But You Did Manage To Hang On. I Guess That Counts For Something."
"Been A Long Journey For You, Hasn't It? Lot Of Running, Lot Of Pain. And You, You're A Flea On The Back Of A Dragon In For One Hell Of A Ride, But You Did Manage To Hang On. I Guess That Counts For Something."
"Been A Long Journey For You, Hasn't It? Lot Of Running, Lot Of Pain. And You, You're A Flea On The Back Of A Dragon In For One Hell Of A Ride, But You Did Manage To Hang On. I Guess That Counts For Something."