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The Summer of my DiscontentIn the summer of my discontent In the way I learned to defend Is this the hate you sent Is this the way to mendThe Summer of my Discontent
I doubt the truth
two degrees to a lie the truth was sold as a lie 'tween four eyes
I found the edge
between two folds Her timeless breasts covered in gold
Lost outside the reason of lines amidst the minds of senseless rhymes A singular purpose driving life of judgement and sound and beckoning strife
"Was It over before it became had It's usefulness withered away"


The sinners hymnMy beautiful lie extracts my life and now there's nothing to give.The sinners hymn
so down I lay as a man in the grave cold but still alive.
My love is gone her love is gone our love was but is no more the flesh was doomed and soon we grew the day's were numbered and few
SO here in the dirt I find my solace where we all must go the worms and roots disturb my silence but we all must grow
Who are you to hear my words a wanderer in the wind I beg you speak them where you are and whisper no ones sin
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"Let's have a party
There's a full mo0n in the sky
It's the hour of the wolf
And I don't want to die"
~Oingo Boingo, No One Lives Forever
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"Let's have a party
There's a full mo0n in the sky
It's the hour of the wolf
And I don't want to die"
~Oingo Boingo, No One Lives Forever
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