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By Loneliness is condescending

I'm watching you fall Never thought that your pain would bring me joy Then again never thought you want me dead Here I am so take your shot Explain to me Everything That I did wrong No it doesn't matter Discovering your human Your dreams are being shattered Upon my lips a smile curves Unearthing the demons you hid in me Maybe I still care for you Eventually we'll know the truth All of this is catching up Nothing is making sense Nameless voice surrounding me Oubliette in which I live Towering over me like some unnamed god Haphazardly commanding us about Its your artful way of decepting them You built you world in a glass house So easily it falls

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December 14, 2005 06:57lost the lonely dead

this intregues me to the point of eager curiousity....but i think i know better than to ask for a story behind it...