hypocritepoet

Tall walls. Walls that even sunlight cannot penetrate. No sound. No scent.

Oh! What a Lonely Boy

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Facing demons alone

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pretty much

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In three steps

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High Fidelity 2000

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Santa Monica – Everclear

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I believe that there is one story in the world, and only one, that has been writing itself over and over again—one story. The story of good and evil.

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Head pounding.

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Thump thump thump thump

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I feel like an unbalanced tire. At low speeds, I'm quiet and fine.

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