Posted on February 2, 2010 at 9:00
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seasonal mood disorder
My fullness from abruptions - linked to the old buildings bark
It marked a spot on my heart and punctured a hole- tearing apart - a cold winters blow
A world is falling apart in my mind - yet I am sane - leaving relics in flames - leaving people in pain
Extract thy nectar and brew a shrewd broth
My fullness is empty and my empty is your snotfull cloth!
Look it's all a game and its strange winter rain…
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