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Something Of The Sort
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Sadness overwhelms
Let only anger show
Fear becomes a personal sin
So much they'll never know
Buttons pressed
Spinning head
Lied bred incessantly
They've all been misled
Conception faulty
Watch the hate
Expand its horizons
They'll just have to wait
Darkness comforts
But the heat chokes
Razors imbrue
Their hearts left broke
Explosively nonchalant death
Singularity lost, another sadistic suicide
What's sad is what they'll never know is
She only wanted a new place to hide
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A former member wrote:
I just read all of your work...words fail...you are one extremely talented mofo, and i hope you find a way to put these peices to good use, they are simply too exquisite to be locked away.
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