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Texty: Just Went Black. Tides. The Emptiness.


In love with the dirt and the rejected crippled. kissing the gloom away
from the heads of beaten old men. stop looking for answers. in a world of
disappointment. in a fucked-up world of faded dreams and vows. this is my
space. this is the place i won't betray. please leave me now. there's nothing
left to gain. to fulfill your dreams of bright horizons. and whistled songs
of happiness. it's now. it's right here. it's the same disgusting stench
like twenty years before