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Words From The Exit Wound


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(1st April, 2002, 'Round midnight)
The forever fighting parents
The threatening suicide trial
Everything so unexpectedly serious
To love is denial?
The throes of unintention
Yet, it hounds me
So far away
Why do you still surround me?
My questions are now answered
Problems seemingly solved
Then, why this hollow feeling
That I never felt before?
Maybe you will understand
Maybe you will act on your will, it lurks
But try this perfume,
It works.