Blank, by Loneliness is condescending |
Pain Darkness Fading love Betrayed Hateful words Loneliness And cold afternoons Yet they found hope Bothered Lightless Attenuation days Numberless Keeping faith they have hope |
Posted: 2005-10-14 02:26:10 UTC |
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2006-02-22 18:31:56 | lost the lonely dead |
*nod* |