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You lack of curtsy and compassion still
surprises me.Is it really too much to ask for you to spend time
with me?Is it too much to ask for you to w..
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Pull my strings, my silent puppeteer Manipulate me, let the
crowd
cheerYou tie me down my man, you're oh so vileThis forced
appe..
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He was zealous of natureA fireball of a manLively in his waysAnd nimble on his feetHe was clever with his jokesA foxy little manSly with his words And..
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Ah, to say that this is the beginning...In the very least it must be thee end.These expectations of mine, born of nothing,I'm lost in a world full of ..
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I've brought you all together for this tea party of sorts,With dainty white gloves and polite talk,Proper manners and fake smiles and friendships.A so..
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Diversions; onslaught on my mind.Changing pace, a speeding world, spinning by.Life.The in-between.Death.A consistent pattern, unstoppable. Interchange..
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I cleaned out childhoods box today,And found nothing but memories,From when life was endless play.... Now just a box full of childish worriesI pieced ..
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Choose your words carefullyAnd tread softlyWith hopes and dreams in mind.Keep your own visions of truth,Right before your very eyes.See the things tha..
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Am I being too... stern with him?Staring with unsmiling eyesKeeping myself composed, suppressingMy feelings and telling him countless liesBut these fe..
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Invasion.
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