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Saturday, January 10, 2009
there's nothing for me in this town,
the only thing left is my exoskeleton
the shell of what i had grown into,
the sick remainder, reminder of me.
i'll burn this place down,
make everyone forget who i was,
make everyone forget who i am.
i am rapidly losing hope.
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