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Far From The Best - Dec. 24th, 2005
Fill me with fear and self loathing.
Hate as embers hotly glowing.
Disguised cleverly as happiness growing.
Feel these withered words flowing.

Just as I will die every day anew.
Hate me not my dearest friend.
Inside I am quite similar to you.
I will never go so do not worry.
I'll never follow through.
Please do not hide away now.
Your the only one who is still looking.
I will run away from myself.
Masked outside with a happy smiling face,
while inside simultaneously...