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Blackness. is all I feel Silance. is all I touch Bleakness. is all I hear For I went looking for what couldn't be found and then the rain came falling down. Do not search for me now for your choice is clear For I won't search for you treat me as I treat you another love not meant to be so I'll go find it somewhere else for I am all by my self and you, have her. Why didn't I see it comeing?
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Sep 23, 2011
Sep 23, 2011 at 8:59 PM UTC
The thing we all want.
Blackness. is all I feel Silance. is all I touch Bleakness. is all I hear For I went looking for what couldn't be found and then the rain came falling down. Do not search for me now for your choice is clear For I won't search for you treat me as I treat you another love not meant to be so I'll go find it somewhere else for I am all by my self and you, have her. Why didn't I see it comeing?
sarah-jane-1
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Sep 23, 2011
Sep 23, 2011 at 8:59 PM UTC
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