Автор: Граffоман
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Lost in slumber, a threat to no one weak and humbled to my disgrace.Sweet departure, is what I long for careless moments to comfort me.Dead philosophy...Too determined, to be forgotten nothing left to enrapture me.Hard and silent, softly breaking no beloving to comfort me.Dead philosophy...If I offer you my soul, will you carry me away?I cannot be the only one, to be dehumanized again.Left behind...(c) Disturbed, Dehumanized