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your mouth is like a funeral
Oct 13, 2005 22:39
I'm running out of air
theres a carnival in the graveyard tonight
with the clouds that fall with poison
And they fall on my skin making tiny holes
erasing my legacy
Nothings hurts
Nothings right
I am nothingTurning to the left (
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darkwithindeath
October 14 2005, 20:14:11 UTC
good song
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