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Running out of reasons 9:06 p.m. 2003-08-07 Running out of perceptions and reasons and I think i lost the spark. Cuz its suddenly very dark, have my eyes lost their color? And i wish something could just happen like magic like in all the fairytales where every word is brimming with... falsities and pretty little lies. Live the fairytale life if u like, where everything is fine and the prince is always handsome. Has it ever occured to u that maybe both of us are liars? Your writing doesn't change at all, your expressions are always the same, the emotions behind them endless repetitions and all that changes are the faces. Nothing is unique about that. You're still lying
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