Outlast

12 Jan 2009

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Outlast As the fires sparkled and rained Down from the violet stained illusion of the sky I cried out in the madness of ecstasy As we held the night at bay Laugh with us, run with us, scream with us! We're celebrating nothing! It all spun out of my illusion of beauty. As I clenched the earth in my grasp. Live and float through this velvet darkness. We fly away

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Im a mechanic, playing guitar is usually my emotional outlet. I LOVE music. Sometimes or alot of times I feel like Im overflowing and I have the need to purge something out, you know, and I usually do it with my guitar with music but lately...

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