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01 Jun 2008

·Flyturd

Im fighting with myself just so i dont scream My black heart is thumping and i cant feel anything I think im going to give in there nothing left for me i said I think im going to give up Theres nothing left but greed My Hands are shaking with rage and murder My mind is sinking and im swallowed by anger My veins are trapped but not for much longer i said Wake up, coz it was all a bad dream!

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