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Its just the way it goes 12:17 a.m. 2005-12-31 Remember the days when it mattered like shooting stars and satelites. Desecrate sacred memories like the defacing of artwork or the feigning of innocence. I am the soul of this cancer emanating revisionist and there is no hope for me (i'll be the whisp and you'll be the banisher) inevitability strikes like lightening in minds and I set foot on foreign ground to realize that you really will leave. And I'll burn. back & forth |