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Friday, September 19, 2008
The music
I listin to the music you hate. It drowns out the screams. The music that fills the empty sould. The hard brutal truth. Emptyness. Filled with hate. Filled with death and distruction. The way of my life. Shit.
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The Night I lay Awake
If only you could live
the red stage
In the End
If
what must
what?
we
scilent
The music
click
ha ha
In the darkness
I sit
Days We Live
For you
days we die
About Me
Twich
twich....not much said, iam like the wind you know its there you can feal it but you can never see it.
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