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the cigarettes the incense the look in my eyes it all burns. wax nostalgia with me for a moment while waves of music wash the air if..

hush, hush it's time to prepare now and then two quick blinks of the eyes pause now, stop and stare set limits unbinding in the va..

i think that you open pandora's box long before memories learn how to imprint themselves into your brain. little toy box, shiny like new. ..

lips whisper memories lost and unknown eyes burn souls cursed and alone hands grasp truths tired and done heart lies awake broken ..

one minute you're riding the waves in a torrid series of affairs followed by a moment of calm, complacent, complexities muddled as th..

the time has come to become the one we've been all along we must stand strong and all hold on to what's been gone embrace the dawn, reme..

For Charlie.

sunlight seems provided, (and just as easily evaded) as it soundlessly slipped away further from the dark side of the moon. if only it were ..