Sing a happy little song Happy Little Song, by Loneliness is condescending
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We conclude that this had nothing to do with your fate. We
are being led without a specific real direction of the mind.
Considering we long to be the sheep of slaughter. According
to the books we read it’s time to be society’s next
marauder. Emphasizing the growing need for a world of
lacking thought. Lets begin with watching you walk away. |
| Posted: 2006-02-28 04:03:24 UTC |
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| 2006-03-16 19:00:23 | Faith |
| So very sad... but in a way it was the only way to truly express the true feeling of the poem. |