Biography
as a diseasesick thoughts,hands soppruse Telano your soul like a spider web ..like a snake drag you through the streets leaving your victims dying ..gestures and illegal provocation leaving you exorcise your golden fade in the eyes of others ..your body reaps pain,They are of real physical pain,but because of these pains you make a prayer?I fear that slam looming melancholy and injuries to your bodyIt will not get you no victory ...clinging to me if you're falling into the abyss of 'hell,if you fall and can not get up look up and you'll see that a star brightness shall the way of heaven !!!and that heaven !!!Lefkada
