Utterly Insignificant Persons

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By Loneliness is condescending •

There’s a deep unending emptiness with in Hearts are hanging in the balance Everyone is listening to hear the finial call Betrayal of the closest kind Reconsider the words that have yet spoken Offhanded aggression to lead deep resentment Keeps fast in the moonlight Etching lustful dreams Illogical, Fallacious hopes Hectic indifference passing for love Expiate, annihilate the coward heart And now our time is here Return to the reclusive state There's no reason for you to come Self conceited recluse One less reason to wake For now your life’s so new Make shift hearts in passing lies A perfect portrait to what we make No more prying eyes The secrets common knowledge

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May 12, 2006 23:58lost the lonely dead

i like this lots dont know why i skipped over it but really i only click on these things randomly cause youve got a lot *thumbs up*