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untitled
Contributed by
crimsondream
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Wednesday, 25th August 2004 @ 02:32:16 AM in AEST
Topic:
schoolproblems
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overwhelmed with a sickening clarity
a final call for memories
ressurected, exude from my veins
decieving grins and friendships
and the ones that we'll never forget
a rave given all our devotion
until another steals our eyes
false accusations of illogical matter
authority figures brand us sickly failures
if only we'd been more adept.
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crimsondream
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2004-08-25 02:32:16]
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Re: untitled
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by artostuff on
Wednesday, 25th August 2004 @ 03:26:02 AM AEST
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| I like this. You could just leave it untitled. Or prehaps call it, final call. Though i'm notoriously bad with titles so you should wait for anothers glance. |
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Re: untitled
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by Stoney1 on
Wednesday, 25th August 2004 @ 06:32:48 AM AEST
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