all star crossed and stary eyed innocence pulled away by maturity's tide,
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lonliness as the void into which all this warped obsession is cast, shyness
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as the dam denying the river it's ultimate purpose, deafened by all the
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silent laughter under the whispered promises which rusted down to jagged
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lies anyway. stab me again my sweet little murderer.
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One Funeral Too Many
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| Pig Destroyer |
