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Fill my cracks with gold,so that I may shinein all the broken places.
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You sing your precious lullabies
I see right through your sheep's diguise.
There are no diamonds in the sky
and the twinkles in your eyes are lies.
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Hope,
buried by a handful of years,
will still bloom
in the slightest bit
of sunshine.
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Fingers tracing
the buttons of your spine,
wrestling tangles
from your hair.
Chapped lips,
like braille,
betray my desire
to ask you if
we'll ..
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Why must autumn roses
always be forlorn?
Maybe,
like me,
they're all dying
to be reborn.
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For Edward
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Often, we mirror less-than-stellar examples of love.
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How sad it isthat after all that vaporous camaraderie,the moment a raindrop is formed,it is doomed to fall
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I feel at home within nightfall,
our bright star's cyclic curtain call.
I feel at ease 'cause in the end,
comes darkness calling for us all.
The..
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The green and blue I bend to kiss
sparkle in the deep abyss
as whispered sorrows part my lips,
please tell me there is more than this
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