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8:39 p.m. 2004-12-31

Late night conspiracies; you've got it all wrong. Shudder away from these failing systems our beliefs are guised under shadows of philosophy and a profession of a deeper misunderstanding. Beyond our shells these tombstones lay vacant and waiting. Signal the end... say goodbye
Would you wait with me within this tomb wasting away hoping for sunlight to break through? Could you share your air when the falling stars were the construct of a neverending truce and a declaimed disaster. Would you lay with me forever in this hallowed space that spoke of our continuous mental suicide at the hands of a twisted reality full of half-truths and slivered moonlight. What do you believe? Please... don't confuse trust with attraction and i've got this strong feeling that i mean nothing to you despite it all

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