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Another word of passion to fill a dream, tiring of the Lost in pursuit of happiness schemes, itching at a chance to Call for the virgins soft gleam, undoubtable fall Upon forgotten gods crumbled skin, is nothing but Desolate hope to endless means.
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Mar 4, 2011
Mar 4, 2011 at 7:44 AM UTC
Isolation
Another word of passion to fill a dream, tiring of the Lost in pursuit of happiness schemes, itching at a chance to Call for the virgins soft gleam, undoubtable fall Upon forgotten gods crumbled skin, is nothing but Desolate hope to endless means.
I really dislike rhyming like that..
luna
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Mar 4, 2011
Mar 4, 2011 at 7:44 AM UTC
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