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Darkness, it comes for me.
9.12.07
XXXV.
You'll be long gone and I'll be singing the same old songs to another girl who could care less if i mean it.
But no matter what, you'll always mean it less.
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Broken Records. Broken Teeth.
Recalled To Life
vile and wretched
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Meaningless, Meaningless, Meaningless
Pastoral Genocide
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