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Starlight’s frozen eyes 
Condemning me to hell 
Crushing lifeless hearts to ash
Absent of grace
Betrayed by a single sound of beating hearts
The silence screaming with an empty sound 
Death is held with in 
Deep and secret answer 
The reason will be a mystery 
Written on every face you pass 
Just know one thing….
Posted: 2005-09-12 01:42:34 UTC

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2006-02-23 21:19:04lost the lonely dead
this interests me