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He lays cold, alone, his only friend is silence..
Thoughts and emotions in a maelstrom of violence..
The wind whistles loud, breaking his moment of peace..
The pain wont go away, aggression is his release..
A scream of terror, he paints the night..
Can't do nothing right.
Can't do nothing right.
©2005-2010 ~velanor
:iconvelanor:

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My girlfriend left me at approx 00:00 on Jan 1st 2005.
Happy new year? Sam.

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:iconfreeman230:
Being a respected writer by many of Birmingham (and a few other places) - my opinion is somewhat cooler.

I like this very much.

I need the 'If I Had' beat - and ima write something about being fed up 'n' shit like that.

Chin up, man. I got your back.
:iconvelanor:
48 lagers please.

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"The sad truth is, you'd rather follow the school into the net, because swimming alone at sea, is not the kind of freedom that you actually want." -NOFX

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