We've burned out the eyes of restraint

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By Loneliness is condescending •

TIME WILL DROWN US ALL TAKE US IN ITS HOLD SHOWING US A MASQUERADE OF NEVER ENDING NUMBERED DAYS PLAYING GAMES SOON TO NEVER END SHOWING US JOYOUS DAYS FALLING SLEEP TO NIGHTS OF FEAR

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May 28, 2006 03:37lost the lonely dead

um....im not sure how to commment you have the distinct talent of making me speechless which, is amazing