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Feb 10, 2005 18:18

The crushing pressure weighing down upon my weary back
The tedious routines of day to day poise to attack
The poisonous pollution and the pointlessness of care
And in a blink we blow away to dust upon the air

Six feet down and underground

A clotted cold perfection still in petrifaction lay
We'll run and rot to crumble in a petrified decay

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omg_its_tori February 11 2005, 13:58:03 UTC
ok wtf is this. i gotta better one.

Time flies, and it's flown away with me this time.
All my good intentions taken out by my absent mind.
Apologies are far too small, when in the arrogance stands tall.
So let me throw away my pride because I have nothing to hide.
This is our fight, side by side, reaching out to make this right.

No matter how small the chance or how great the task I will try,
No matter how long the fall or what's at stake, I'll aim to fly.

You've shown me what it's like to live, nowhere to look but up,
nothing to hold back, everything to give...
Your friendship means the world to me.
Maybe we'll never lose this, Maybe time will make us into memories,
But one thing is true, in the end we'll be glad
we gave all we had.

Durrrrrrr.

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