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Darkness, it comes for me.
9.12.07
IV.
I used to write in lyric, but now i write in tone.
I used to have a lot of friends, but now I'm all alone.
I used to be content in life, but now nothing ever breaks.
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Broken Records. Broken Teeth.
Recalled To Life
vile and wretched
Wealth and Excursions
Meaningless, Meaningless, Meaningless
Pastoral Genocide
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