He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it. — V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
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He wanted to die. He prayed for it. Through the roar in his ears, he begged for it.

— V.S. Carnes, Sand for Dreams
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