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For a long time I've tried to buy myself some shining armorAnd as long as I can remember, I've always looked behindIt's no longer as easy...Running, l..
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Look into my expressionSee these lines, they're because of youStaying up late thinking of youI tell you that you're beautifulPretty's the word I use, ..
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It's funny, looking back now and realizing that I've done things that I abhorred in the past, still despise now. Why's it funny? Couldn't tell ya, exc..
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A cheery little holiday song I wrote quickly after hearing some jazz players at a bar.
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A question, simple and close, is what she asked.
And yet it took unmeasurable amounts of time to answer.
It drove at me and stripped away all of my ..
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The poor soul of a dreamer.
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The ghosts of love deceased can break the barriers of time and haunt the heart till Judgement pulls its leash.
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Song in the eyes of a self-proclaimed failure, swallowing his misery down with a drink.
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A guy hopes, then he doubts, and then he is proven wrong.
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Just wanted to write about it. It doesn't have a great form or anything; might redo it sometime soon.
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