April 7, 2009
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The eyes, the ears
The lies, the fears
They hide, they watch
What died with such
Detest and hate
Regress your fate
They kill your joy
They will destroy
Your dreams, your hope
No means to cope
You call a sigh
You fall you die
And now you rest
Buthow. Who guessed?

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