Your Conscious is Clear

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By Loneliness is condescending •

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….

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February 23, 2006 21:19lost the lonely dead

this interests me