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09 December 2009 @ 22:00
Story  
The story tells
of a nightfall so dark
In a town quite far

And the story draws
An image of a beauty,
Who caused anguish
By smiling so widely

And she was the most beautiful girl in Town
Walking the streets at night
And the moonlight lighting her footprints
For when they found her heart

And the Apple pie street
Where the breath
Of vile still lingers

You might see me touching the ground
Along the lines

And she was the most beautiful girl in Town
Walking the streets at night
And the moonlight lighting her footprints
For when they found her heart

I guess it had been ripper apart.
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