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8:51 p.m. - 2001-07-07 look in your eyes end the truth start the lies My soul withers like the unloved flower tonight will be my darkest hour I see it coming before the dawn emotion existed now its gone memories of dreams held strong wither and die before to long once there gone theres nothing left except darkness, emptiness, short of breath Panting, heaving, sweating, dreaming all reality is fake it's seeming I cant hold on, ive nothing left. except darkness, emptiness, short of breah I cant take it anymore i dont know whats in store communication opens the door shivering my soul down to the core Happiness is a dish best served to those who fucking ordered it. <3 Dan Yeah its definitly 4:00 in the morning.
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