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Heaven muted in solemn storms, waiting Anxiously, insanity taking hold abrupt emotion Tenderly butchering stillness, impossible to control the Emptiness in HATE.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 4/20/2010 5:25:00 PM
hate is what the enemy gives you when he wants to bother you day and night. jhl
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