Notes
The trail of decaying white violas and crimson roses light the pathway to the swamp where I buried the body.
Songs to accompany murder, crime and/or death.
The trail of decaying white violas and crimson roses light the pathway to the swamp where I buried the body.
Songs to accompany murder, crime and/or death.
1 comment on Sweet dreams are made of this.
shkvl May 16, 2013
nice
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