Sitting on my graveyard,
under the mighty silver moon.
Enclave with the low music of darkness,
With all dead tunes.
Reason why I cried,
Reason why my eyes dried,
Reason why am broken,
is all I have ...
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* Control your desires lest you hurt yourself, control your expectations lest you will be hurt by others.
* People who crave for sympathy are the ones who really need it. Pity! their minds are so ...
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