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Kly
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i just moved to the uk from the states. love music, love hanging out. drop me a line. i'm down for anything.
the days are flooding into months. the nights are staring into centuries. i've got some older pictures of people i see once every couple years. intrigued or unamazed. "you were so much different back in those days." and now this smile has a bitter curve. now these eyes are unenchanted. and all we see is a faded image of what we used to be. how can we relate when we don't know a thing about each other anymore?
i am jet black, i am stone cold, jet black to the center, funny like a funeral, i need you to bury me.