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Post by Steve on Nov 14, 2006 17:21:47 GMT -5
this is what dreams are made of dying wishes and forgotten scenes black cancerous blots on the film that can never be removed everytime they are played in your mind you will think of how you could have altered hemmed tailored your life in a more fitting suitable fashion. this is what dreams are made of what if's and why not's you forget the hows and you are set. this is what dying must be the end of the reel the clicking sound of the tape becoming thin the soundtrack playing the last of its underground indie music as the credits stager a cross the screen and all the while you're waiting to read your name when the film
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