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hate me but don't ever ignore me

into the woods, the dark red woods. sun never shines there, no whisper survives. only the dreamers see the glass wall. built around hearts. like a big black cloud, the colour of nothing, the sadness lands on the minds of the wounded.

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15-07-2004@11:40 nrx none 213.180.98.22 patiik virsraksts