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The sun sits on my shoulders,Burrowing its heat into my back.I walk with careful footsteps,In an outfit made of black.Heatwaves flicker in my vision,D..
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It's so hard to hear over the petty, asinine squabling in my head. I hold my tongue just to have two other voices pull at the strings in my mind. They..
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Do not let your emotions control you.You are above the faults in men.Do not let dark waters scare you;Breathe out, then dive in.Daggers and swords can..
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I am a ghost;Fleeting breath from the Before.Intangible, invisible;Dweller of forgotten shores.Moving through this wasteland,There's not a soul to see..
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God said to be gracious,So I graciously gave,Every one of my men,To their watery grave.God said to love,But I fear I have loved too much.Bless hishear..
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I danced under the weeping willow;Caught his tears in my outstetched hands.I mournfully sang with the weeping willow;Words filled with the plight of m..
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I am nothing to no one;A whisper of a thought among men.I remain unseen,In the lives of those who've been.But I will return.
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I seek nothing but the soft curvature of your lips against mine,To hear your tongue speak my name in these four walls.I will exhale my confessions as ..
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Stand and march,Fire in the sky.Red paint our hearts,Red strings tie.Thunder and blood,Tanks on the ground.Enough is enough,Hear victory's sound.Call ..
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My words spill out and over;A kettle too quick to boil.Tendrils pushing upward;A sprout breaking soil.My words split and crumble;An avalanche of stone..
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