And in the end blood and tears are alike because they stop too. — Elizabeth Scott, Living Dead Girl
And in the end blood and tears are alike because they stop too. — Elizabeth Scott, Living Dead Girl
And in the end blood and tears are alike because they stop too. — Elizabeth Scott, Living Dead Girl
And in the end blood and tears are alike because they stop too. — Elizabeth Scott, Living Dead Girl
And in the end blood and tears are alike because they stop too. — Elizabeth Scott, Living Dead Girl
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And in the end blood and tears are alike because they stop too.

— Elizabeth Scott, Living Dead Girl
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