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Do you remember The day our spirits met? The instant we knew we were one? The day that we both Found we were not alone, And thought our search was done? And so it was, While both were still young - Naive, though both knew pain. Oh Innocence! And so you remained, While I clung to those days in vain. But in spite, I grew up To a blackness, unknown, Oh Innocence, by you. You - loving ...
My life is already a waste, I think I'll waste it some more. No one will cry The day I die, So what's to stop me from getting high On my household substances galore?