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The changing seasons are dyeing the city streets
you are near to the dark
I will tell you 'bout the sun
you are here, no escape
you will cry all alone
As wind whips through faded scenery
The memory gently revives
Fanatics find their heaven in never ending storming wind
Auguries of destruction be a lullaby for rebirth
You are here alone again
In your sweet insanity
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MY crapyThoughts
s**t thats wrong with me Bisnish!
Read or dont i dont care!
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[b:2cbffd61fe]I was happy in the haze of a drunken hour. But heaven knows I'm miserable now.
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