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Ready or not
Here I come
We are many
We serve one
We all fall down
But none get up
When I am dry
You spit in my cup
All for my master
None fo..
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I had had enough. My wife was a b***h, I hadn't spoken to my family since college, they could be dead for all I knew, and I had nothing to look forwar..
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It happens in a dream, but a dream you can control. Not a dream where things happen, but a dream where you do things, you make choices; it's like life..
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A young woman is slowly recovering her memory after experiencing trauma.
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I used to have this friend, Eugene. Well actually, he wasn't really a friend. I had only met him a couple of times and we weren't close. He was a..
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Compartment 114
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When it rains, late at night
In the middle of the summertime
Oh the sound is so light
On a beautiful summer night.
Fireflies
In the night
Ligh..
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I'm Sorry
I'm sorry that I wasn't ready for you
I wasn't prepared for the things you would do
How you'd make me feel
It a..
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I lie in my bed
with a blanket over my head.
I won't open my eyes.
I know what I will see.
I'll see an empty room.
I'll see no trace of you...
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There was a man. His name was Emilio. He was 41 years old and had a fear of spiders. Lived by himself and saw a psychiatrist once a week. On Tuesdays...
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Where were you
in my heart, I wonder.
And where will you be
when I need someone there?
You were gone. I was over.
Oh why? I wonder.
And..
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