if i lost myself forever and ever, no one would miss me, except me.
i can smell something burning, smouldering. i wonder if i could just go up in flames. just like that.
'You're a stranger
So what do I care
You vanish today
Not the first time I hear
All the lies...'
by the [R]etard on Saturday, March 01, 2008
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