At Half-Mast. Alive, Alone And Waiting. Forever Held In Contempt. Tuo Pusmasts. Gyvas, atskirai ir laukia. Amžinai Turimos niekina.
...on the lies you fed, but you tore it all apart. For every tear I shed over you I will scream a word of anguish, and yet nothing I say will you ever hear
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