Luke Pickett. For Every Petal Lost: Another Gained. Empty Corridors. Лука Пикет. За всеки лист Изгубени: Друг Натрупаното. Празните коридори.
...me... I'll tear out your heart. You were there and I was was with you, longing for you. You broke the locks, I grabbed on to you. Lost in these rooms...
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