5:22 a.m. - 2007-12-21
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Feeling meaningless, feeling sorrow without end--in sight... take out my eyes. Nothing that you say can change anything. I've made up my mind: there's no way that I'll stay. So long to everything that you promised. Your words will never change anything.

Scarred, back to fro', I carry this cross, along with everything. My death won't change anything, but it will make me numb, I won't have to feel so empty, I'll feel nothing in the end.

Nothing means anything, save your breath.