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Tear boxes 11:01 a.m. 2003-08-05 True to my word nothing matters and i've forgotten that i wasn't trying to forget you. On the inside things haven't cleaned themselves up and its such a mess. But the paint job is starting to come together. Skies roll thunder and the earth trembles and everything changes, but some things don't know how, and they get left behind. "because of you, i feel i don't deserve the life i see in her" -Staind
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