Celia .x. Metz

     Celia .x. Metz

So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will






# Posted on Friday, 26 June 2009 at 11:58 AM

Edited on Tuesday, 22 September 2009 at 12:02 PM