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the last laugh in a sarrower's cry. laughing at the fear while crying in joy. there's a bittersweet feeling that rests at the rock bottom of the dark well. surrounded by colorless bricks of faked human emotions and drowning in a steady stream of rum. there's no where to look but up, so how come i feel so down. repressed dreams begin to stack and stack and build my prison cell. life sentence and i haven't slept for days. you must remember something i don't. i thought we were in love. lost in a life that won't prevail. i've perched below your window, yet you've yet to look outside. my eyes are seeing double and my mouth is tasteless dry. join me in the yard for a morning dew lye. tell me the story of the trajety of spring 2002. on that horrible day, where exactally where you? let's do it all again sometime, travel the same path. just forget that i tried and now i'm tired. i've perched below your window, yet you've yet to look outside. my eyes are seeing double, and my mouth is tasteless dry...