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pyro 9:23 p.m. 2003-11-05 Somedays its like there's this flash of light and everything comes back in a torrent of words and images and forgotten dreams. And I can't breath and i can't think and all i can do is sit back and watch this slidshow of torment and happiness. Living in syn/sin synomous with my own ineptitude its days like this when i have to be "sick" or i would completely fall apart. Sing the same song before you go try and imagine life on the other side of the mirror
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