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Inoculation

Into the dark, twisting and turning, burning blood a plague's wording words mean nothing Protection against disease and yearning, a mystery in the mourning She saw it so much it means nothing Down the rabbit hole, six feet under a learning, their history in the morning So waken the dead it means everything Everything full circle, never been so boring, a realization so flooring You are inoculated

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 10/12/2011 8:17:00 PM
I needed the cure Tim, You make a great doctor! :)
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Date: 10/12/2011 1:36:00 PM
..so waken the dead... to inoculation.. eventually.. dig it, thanks~N
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