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Jul 2013
I can't seem to help myself;
killin' myself with thoughts of you,
I can't seem to stand myself;
myself, so reminiscent of you;

I'd **** myself to move past this.
I'd love to just make it end.

But I won't, this is
too great an opportunity
too great a Holy reality
too great a gift
too transient to begrudge a ******* thing
Anubis the Philosomancer
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Anubis the Philosomancer  29/We're all a bit mad here.
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