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Aug. 11th, 2006 05:07 pmHello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
because a vision softly creeping
left its seeds while I was sleeping
and the vision that was planted in my brain
still remains within the sound of silence.
Depression sucks. :(
I've come to talk with you again,
because a vision softly creeping
left its seeds while I was sleeping
and the vision that was planted in my brain
still remains within the sound of silence.
Depression sucks. :(