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by Beautiful Chaos Aug 10, 2009 category : Life, society / about society
Stars cascade Through my parade But wishes are not granted Selfish wants Immortal taunts Seeds of doubt are planted Easy roads Empty loads Begged for by the dying Lonely hearts Scattered parts Of souls that lay here crying Wicked grins Consuming sins Buy what's left behind Pieces of a hopeless faith Cutting out the mind...