pagan poetry
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forget it 
6th-Oct-2007 08:47 pm
It's a crime you let it happen to me
Nevermind, I'll let it happen to you
Out of mind, forget it there's nothing to lose
but my mind and all the things I wanted


How can I believe when this cloud hangs over me
You're a part of me that I don't wanna see

I can live forever here
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