iCry:` `( ToBeWithFaronWhoseHomeIsNowInHeaven

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If Time wants my blood might as well take it
taken everything else so mad i could spit,
but i can't from choking on despair
and i can't breathe it hangs in the air!
I'm not gonna make it now
no use to pretend,
this is just the middle and how
of the end....
(not 1 more second here do i wanna spend!)
The only help is in the ground
then on Faron's angel cloud....
safe and sound-HEAVEN BOUND!
I'll only find happiness+myself with HIM
when comes the reunion!



every trace of my wasted space time needs to erase

tortured writers have to cough up painful words

SALLY she smells ugly spells on thee life game board



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