come in from the cold and examine the house no one i care about is home a man in full has arrived but what can i do? i'm alive but dead, filled with dread and i'm blinking no one's home for me i wouldn't really care but i can say all i want life is supposed to be fair awakening to hatred that is felt for me i realize no one is home come right on in.Birth sign: Aries
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