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Dec 17, 2006 13:51

Thing aren't as good as they used to be to me.
Maybe mild paranoia has filled my mind and lungs.
Because your words are dry and quick
If i keep breathing in stale air i might just get sick.
You heartbeat isn't quick and danergous
And your stare is cold and vacant
If this keeps going, i don't know if im even going to make it.

PHOTO OF THE DAY



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