the night is as sweet as the scent you leave in your wake. your gentle and sublime caress will help me get through the night. every grain of sand in the glass torments me like a haunting vision. take a look at me and see the mess i am without you.
-ivern, emo lyricist friend.
* i join him in the cause
of defending the existence
of emo language.
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no arguments here ;P
--mumi--
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