Posts by Fernando Silva
Demons
When the days are cold
And the cards all fold
And the
Demons When the days are cold And the cards all fold And the saints we see Are all made of gold When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are th...
Demons When the days are cold And the cards all fold And the saints we see Are all made of gold When your dreams all fail And the ones we hail Are th...
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