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Hello The fingertips iced over, the feeling faded told myself I'd be happy just to make a clean break I remember feeling like I was going mad going to sleep with the urge to destroy Told myself I'd be happy to be completely rid of you every last trace a line of something unfamiliar running down my face No matter how you try to escape, you won't get what you desire No matter how you scream, that which is broken can never be put together again |
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Join Date: 08-03-2007
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