...Joy was here.

Ever since, she has packed her bags and left.

Goodbye.

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To the socially defunct:

All the schizophreniacs on cocaine looking for an ego boost and who think saying, 'I would have wished death upon you' sounds like poetry, hold your tail between your legs and walk away. Also, look for sympathy elsewhere... the world these days is ( Read more... )

When the day is done
Down to earth then sinks the sun
Along with everything that was lost and won

When the night is cold.
When the bird has flown
You got no-one to call your own
You got no place to call your home
 
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