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Monday, February 14, 2005

Solace

Do you feel the pain inside your wrists?
Let it out.
Do you hear my words? Do you hear my voice?
Shut them out.
Am I getting through to you dear? Am I holding your frivolous fear?

My name is Solace.
My name is Solace.
My aim is anything making this peacefull and quiet,
But for right now,
My name Is Sollace

Do you justify your anger with torment?
Lying now.
Do you need the smiles handed over to you?
Hate them now.
Are noises grappling on to your heart? Are whispers grinding down on your heart?

My name is Solace.
My name is Solace.
My aim is anything making this peacefull and quiet,
But for right now, My name Is Sollace

Hush, hush darling. Hush, hush for now. Hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush, hush.

Solace - Dear Jack,

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