Sep 24, 2005 22:39
My phantom turned down heaven. Too pious for his own good, methinks.
My favourite girl, the darkness made so I couldn't see. Sleep overtook me too quickly. I'm sorry.
My revenge tonight was blood that was not mine, carried out by another's hands. I love friends.
The night is young, but I am not.
Sleeeeep.
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