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Lord, please answer my callNot with fire and brimstone,But with Your love and passionFor I am scaredFrightened,Like a small childPlease, hold my handT..
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All I wanted was to be trusted. I didn't mean for it to end like this. What did I do?Somehow when I woke up on January 5th I decided to.....See that'..
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The star's wizened points,Fading as it grows oldCreasing and wrinkling togetherAs one endless universeAn angel's statureFalls down in ache and painThe..
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Stones in my stomachFinger's tips up my spineA Chesire Cat smileIn the other direction,My feet take meA fleeting image of a top hatCarnivorous rose bu..
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Your green eyes,Fill my heart with joy,Your lively smile,Brings a laugh from my lipsWith your easy humorAnd loving gesturesMusic shall comeFrom your f..
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A mystery of it's ownLace veil atop the wedding cakeA small figure peering out the topGone, bow tie and allHeels kicked offChampagne pouredBubbles flo..
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I am not your red velvet cakeI am not something hidden behind layers of disguiseFor what I really amIs not sugar coveredI have a hard biting edgeOf ci..
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There once was a red brick cottage and it sat austerely atop a grand hill. Inside this house was a young girl. A girl named Allison, Allison Fields. A..
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There once was a red brick cottage and it sat austerely atop a grand hill. Inside this house was a young girl. A girl named Allison, Allison Fields. A..
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