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Around 12-14-2004 1:49am
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Deviant Now that it's broken, I can feel it.
Which is worse? This loss or being wrong?
As much fun as it is to play with the blame,
it doesn't replace the cause of this.
Funny how I love it now, when I complained when it was mine.
But it all adds up in this heap that I've made, just some wreckage along my way.
Who pays? Not I, but you it seems. Liability is my legacy and who is my heir?
Now that I'm broken, nothing remains.
Which is better? Freedom or forgetting?
As hard as it is to give it a new name,
it all comes back to whatever it is.
