My House of Cards Will Never Stand

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By Loneliness is condescending •

With a falsehood of smiles, regret Dodging around the point that brought us here Our last greeting, finial farewell Yet we joke and play Like tomorrows another day This emptiness growing I’m fighting off the truth We need another day to think of all the things we’ll never say Brother by heart The sun has set Our time is up An empty room Empty day Followed by eternity

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April 18, 2006 18:28lost the lonely dead

i thinks that i like it...still a little uncertain but its cool the last part from Brother by heart on is my favorite part