Tears will be shed, But not painted...: Pain

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Saturday, January 13, 2007

Pain

Truth becomes seldom holding no bounds Lies that permeate this ethereal sounds Minds that are cluttered hear not the words Instead feel anger where otherwise absurd Tangled strands weaved with diligence Intent with unraveling the meaning of intelligence Those who possess it work carefully the... Sign in to see full entry.

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