Dimension Seven

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Sunday, October 29, 2006

collapse

well if this was a waste so is the skin you're in.
And the lies you buried in a shallow grave aren't going to stay hidden forever. It won't take too long to find it all again.
Facing you, staring you down.
Where did you go wrong?
What was the way? did you make a wrong turn?

It's going to find you

It's going to find your family

It's going to take it all away with a snap of it's fingers
you can't get away now, and i'm sorry.
I guess. I mean, I don't want to hurt you.
But no one wants to hurt anyone, really.
It just happens. without warning.
Warnings are nice.

And the lies you once buried are resurfacing.
But I'm not sorry.

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