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St Johns' Ghost
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Into the flames rising out of a setting sun,
I draw in a deep breath before I run...
Down memory lane and into my demons. I don't straggle to far off the well beaten path, for even more pain is waiting for me in the dark, well that: heartache and your ghost.
Into the flames rising out of a setting sun,
I draw in a deep breath before I run...
Down memory lane and into my demons. I don't straggle to far off the well beaten path, for even more pain is waiting for me in the dark, well that: heartache and your ghost.
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