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nore time would lash my senses, nore i would waste it. they will ran me over, they will empty that cup. never you mind the wind has a change and this will be my last sigh. let them. let them see me as that same little cup that is full, i know what they don't about this. i know what will be spilled into nothing to fill the mind of them.

never said, never happy. always the moon, going under!
then i laughed en told the story of her and how she murdered me.
never warm, never cold, that story should never be ........
the warmth of my blood told a different story my shoes to be sold