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The Essence

September 1, 2007
By Anonymous

The Essence of the crimson red runs down my arms as the appathy falls into place,i paint the walls white as my mind runs black.I hear sound in a empty room ,Emptyness in the city, i am in love with death and afraid of the sarcassiom of life.


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