Curls of the gate demark the garden of the damned
A the gates I stand, unaware of the silent crowd gathering behind me. Naked I stand, looking through the ornate ironwork of someone else's soul, searching for something that quite clearly belongs to me.
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Curls of the gate demark the garden of the damned
A the gates I stand, unaware of the silent crowd gathering behind me. Naked I stand, looking through the ornate ironwork of someone else's soul, searching for something that quite clearly belongs to me.
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Uploaded on March 23, 2008
Taken on March 23, 2008