Prionsías Ó Canáin - Last Supper

Prionsías Ó Canáin - Last Supper

Pass the salt, br Is, he thinks, what it is she had just said br As he raised the forty five right angled to her head. br br Igniting cordite, br And surprise, in those blue beautiful eyes br That he promised he would not part from - 'til she were dead.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-08

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