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sunEdltye

Ex-Bluelighter
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Sep 25, 2000
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Orange County, California
Party's over,
Everyone left.
Braking down the palace,
A ghost town of foot prints,
Festival of darken lights.
Love has vanished.
The rides are shut down.
Always an hour late,
Never at the right time.
A moment to soon,
A day now gone.
Dusty roads at dusk,
Souless towns of sorrow.
Nothing left to look at,
The fair is over.
Depressed dreams of sleep,
Open wounds of pain.
So close but not close enough.
Chained gates locked,
Keys have dissapeared.
Trapped in a place,
Trapped in a cage.
I cant move out,
I cant escape this state.
Raped of my experiances,
Stripped of my armor.
Burdened with my knowledge,
My love is going to waste.
But my love is going away,
My ears are growing closed.
My life is always midnight,
Witching hour of motion.
All clocks are stuck at twelve,
All ghosts are dead and gone.
Once again
Alone.
Once again the world
Like love,
Is closed.
Evan
 
My life is always midnight
Nice Evan. Very nice.
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Christian
AIM: TChristianW
"Buffet". A French word that means "Get up and get it youself."
 
you know i think you have matured so much in the work you do,,, you keep topping them, i am impressed and hope you keep touching me the way you have.
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These days the karma's right The sun shines bright I'm kickin' out the bad dreams These days I don't think twice Walk on life I'm positively somewhere
 
very nice
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*hugs SunE*
 
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