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Jan 20th, 2005, 08:32 PM
Deep Goth Poem: by I.G.
Blackness swallows me
Into the Void I fall.
Sharp razor, my salvation
Bleed me free of Humanity
I am a spoiled child
My parents buy me everything
But they still don't understand.
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I like snow. If winter's going to be cold anyway, at least have it be fun to look at. Probably why I was with my ex for so long...
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