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December 31st, 2004

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12:29 am - boreded.
It stopped raining in April
It started raining in June
Every morning you wake up to see the rising of the moon
The stars fell down from off your crown and now you wear them on my shoes
You’ll only walk the road of choice never know what to choose
You wear your hell so well it’s blind to your own eyes
To drown out yourself you swallow the world at night
You thought you could make it in the world you anticipated
But nothing is right, everything’s wrong and you hate it
You thought you would last, but it all ended fast
and there’s nothing to do,
nothing to do,
but to take it

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