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Living for speaking.
Dying for truth.
Ask what you're seeking.
Trust no one's tooth.
Don't search for the meaning.
Just pay five cents at th..
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I hate that the outcome happens before the lesson.
I hate that the lesson happens before the pain.
But the pain is ever lasting, and I've got no o..
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Trance, prance, do a dance.
Clap your hands, one, two.
Grab a forearm, make ammends,
Tie it all with glue.
Face your better half, my dears.
N..
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I wish I could be the one to rattle your cage.
Let the demons separate from the bones.
I wish I could hold your hand.
And take you to places rarely..
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The sweet smell of green green grass.
Lights on the city sprawl.
Below, a view of an ocean, vast and true.
We had warm shoulders to lean on
Some w..
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