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Sycamore Dreams A Black Day In A White Winter

were bizarre. I feel the evil living, I see the creature breathing, I hear the windows crashing. I sleep no more. Eating me away to a grain of flesh

I'm lost for words I'm holding onto thin air, it?s hopeless! You never thought before you spoke. You're thoughtless, you're thoughtless. No contact

guess not, I guess not I waste no mercy. You're waste, not with me To see what?s left with me You molded a masterpiece of perfect perfection. (Josh