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its time to party 7:15 p.m. 2005-07-26 Drape your innocence across these streets like the silken despair of a thousand abandoned lovers. These graves are restless and we will wake together sidebyside in the abyss and lonliness is a delusion. Overhead and undersea this sky will be an affront to your hopelessness and a sense of longing sets in setting cities afire. A halo for you my dear, to remember the angelic facets of your oncebeautiful face and the aging is tiring and the selfinflicted scars are tracing the events that led to this stain. Is there something meaningful here, hidden in your hair or in the whisper of your words, or are you just another girl? Unfair, my exit mother fuckers stop crying back & forth |