[Tuesday, January 11, 2005]

We come in cold,we're covered in blood.
And where do we go with no destination...no maps to guide us?
It doens't matter, we all end up the same, no matter how or when!
Before we go, we got some questions. And we want answers... But we will be cold, covered in blood, right back to where we started from...
These are the chronicles of life and death and everything between.
These are the stories of our lives, as fictional as they may seem.
We come in this world, and we go out just the same.Today could be the last day of our life.

*The Psychic Edge*


por EdgeMaster * 11:43 AM

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