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Tilt the Collective

Spin the web of guilt do what thou wilt on vanity your foundation was built, treachery given to me as whispers decend around me water is the essence of life drain the canel we'll suffer for now. Savage in the name of vain bittersweet as we go insane I surrender and raise my white flag weve tilited the collective true to our objective all were worthy a facinating story. I am layed to rest along with many who took the risk, the collective is no more fade to black like before.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 12/18/2010 4:45:00 AM
Nice narrative with good imagery, Cole
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