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Nov 2012
Save your breath.
Turn around.
My pain is increased with every sound.

My sun will not shine, my horizon will not grow.
I know you understand, but to understand is not to know.

So do me a favor, go seize your day.
Choke on your words.
Just go away.
Written by
Zachary Thomas
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