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CrashI don't want to be broken when I come back. / I want to be the same as when i left, but I know it won't happen. / When you see me in the airport, pretend that I'm normal.

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Mar 17, 2012

Windigo II looked into your eyes and knew how easy it would be to kill you. / I plotted its path and then decided how I would end myself afterwords. / I felt nothing.

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Mar 19, 2012

Windigo IIIt's that jerk awake at midnight / Looking to your left and then right until your eyes adjust, drawn to one corner / there it stands.

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Apr 2, 2012

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