my mouth was a crib and it was growing lies, I didn´t know what love was on that day. my heart´s a tiny bloodclot, I picked at it. it never heals it never goes away. burned all the good things in The Eden Eye, ' ' 'we were too dumb to run too dead to die. this was never my world, you took the angel away. I´d kill myself to make everybody pay. ' - M.M.

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