| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - smile, her hair, our happiness is a lie that my mind manufactures, it is been more than a year since i had the energy to feel anything but hatred for her, the total disappointment she planted inside my soul rests within me and waits to administer its venom in the form of dreams such as this one.memories from a future that will never come to pass...09.25.10fall into the chasms of my heart,you will fi
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