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Town Center by ~jackandmeg2001
Clashing Violins My reflection staring back at me from the pool of river symphoniesClashing Violins by ~jackandmeg2001
A bullet to the back of the brain, it's all the same when you're always gone
I miss when I felt normal but I don't remember when I had trouble recognizing
I was never going to be like you
Clashing violins sprayed over a backdrop of a thousand broken bass lines
Dripping on the wet concrete, it's so wrong of you to love me
I thought I could pull out of this, maybe make me worth something
But I've come to realize, it's all lies
Plug the radio into the socket that was never used and
Pump it up to drown your bleeding conscience, ignore me
I miss when all these tradegies
A Series of Numbers Numbers on a screen, falling like the warriors in an unknown landA Series of Numbers by ~jackandmeg2001
Bleeding us dry of our existance, reducing humanity to colors and sequences
Squares of multicolored dreams meld with science
The soul is nothing but static blue and effervescent
The earth surges forward yelling it's curses to the wind
But we are busied and driven to insanity by the recurring slamming of oil presses
Damned be the earth, damned be everything we ever need
We are independent. We are criminals. We are nothing more than children with magnifying glasses.
Our guns glint in the light, as the sweeping motion destroys what we disagree with
War is inevitable, unes
it made me feel special 
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Hope you spend a great time here
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Sta.sh
i enjoy your work
