February 12, 2009
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Love and Hate.
Death and Dying.
Everything always dividing.
Never can we see as one.
Burnt by the cycloptic sun.

If death is the only escape.
And Love is only based on Fate.
Then should we not simply walk the Earth,
Till we all just fall off and die?

Falling out of Friendship.
Falling into Love.
Innocence dies like bloody snow-white doves.
Don't forget how you used to see.
Even as the light fades,you begin to remember things.

Take what you will,take what you might;
But I will never bow to you,
For you
Who transgress

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