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May 03, 2005 16:15


In space the stars are no nearer
Just glitters like a morgue
And I dreamed I was a spaceman
Burned like a moth in a flame
And our world was so fucking gone

I'm not attached to your world
Nothing heals, nothing grows

I'm not attached to your world
Nothing heals, nothing grows

Because it's a great big white world
And we are drained of our colors
We used to love ( Read more... )

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garubark May 15 2005, 21:56:02 UTC
'I can not even begin to explain how much LJ has given to me, and then stripped it all away from me. And as far as those NIN tickets go, keep them.'

Sounds exciting.. tell me more?

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karategrl December 6 2005, 22:49:46 UTC
Add me!

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