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Blacktop Numbers Summer RainIn the end, When all the pictures of who you used to be, Are painting a blur of your old reality. And all your friends, The people who were once so close, Are people soon, That you'd never know. Our goofy smiles, Our bunny ears up, Our various race, Why did we ever grow up? Life was so simple, And our problems were Never Much more Than overdue Library books. Corruption came, Like any childhood, Being thrown to the wind. Death and sorrow Found us quick. And some lost innocence, And some became sin. And whenBlacktop Numbers Summer Rain
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I'm just a trickster who doesn't know solitude...
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When you start talking to the voices in your head... its bad.
When they start talking back... well, just don't tell anyone. (XDDD)
Sometimes life sucks..... Kinda like a vampire!
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I'm just a trickster who doesn't know solitude...
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I'm just a trickster who doesn't know solitude...
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I'm just a trickster who doesn't know solitude...
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