Faded Glory


theres a haze on the inside of my windows that even the news paper won’t clean, as hard as I try is as hard as it is,all the comforts of numb,the pain is not reality,reality is not the numb,these word are echoing in my mind like a song that doesn’t want to quit,this man is here to rock and never roll


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