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Virtual 12:31 a.m. 2005-10-20 Young dreamer cry out this disaster this hereafter this resolution. Behind clouded eyes and flickering pantomimes of truest fantasy there lies disinterest. I could hurt but never inspire. The words were meant for me as the flames get lower and I swear you don't have the faintest idea what will happen to me. They'll say its not in my make but i swear i'll do it. Running out of steps to take i'll take the leap they never thought i would. So tell all your friends about it and pretend it mattered and go back to your dreams back & forth |