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lobb152

And we all came here searching for the brightest Fall; to pick them up and put them back in place. We sat across from the broken rage; with our hearts stranded across The Veil. Unable to see past the convictions of our dreams; along with their innocence our Will begins to fail. The exuberance we showed has now been worn down by the realities of these walls; patched and faded reflections of the lost.

bowerymission

yeah, i feel this