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A congressional house, foundations made of lies.Filled to the brim, with long dead dreams.Bomb shelters dot the landscape, lying in wait.Your society ..
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Reus is latin for guilty.
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Getting lost in dark dreams.And nothing's as it seems.Searching this desolate land.We'll get out, so take my hand.Scanning this place for words left u..
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You're dodging bullets fired at you.Dragging a bloody corpse they shackled to you.Slowing you down, stumbling through the field.Still you're running, ..
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I look at the person in the mirror.I meet his gaze, observe his actions.I stare until it all becomes clearer.Look in his eyes and draw him nearer.Is a..
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When you lay down,Tucked up warm inside your bed.When you hit that pillow,Lay down that sleepy head.Shadows and demons lingering in your doorway.You c..
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Lying on the floor.Beneath the bed,With sad thoughts and lonely images.Circling her head.Heart-broken.First time love.He told her they'd be forever.Bu..
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Blend into the intoxicated crowds.Breathe in the hallucinising clouds.Breach the gap, the fine line.Between life and existence.I've ran out of time.Ru..
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There is a dark space in everybodys mind.Where there fears consume them.Its a scary place where you will find.Because you don't know from where they s..
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A footnote to Britain and America's "Special relationship"
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