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Numbers...They go on forever,in every direction,like our love to be. Numbers don't fall,they have a specific space-like me, with you.Numbers are solid..
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A thoughtin a dreamWhere I can hold your heart near minewhere it belongs-in my embrace.A hugin a thoughtwhere my hand takes hold of yours,guiding you ..
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I'm losing my sight-my eyes are almost blind.I'm losing my speech-my mouth can barely speak.I'm losing my mind,am I yet out of time?
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She stands back as an observer, to those who only observe her-keeping her thoughts enough at bay,for her heart to remain a stranger.She's positioned h..
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This wolf stands on my porchpassing me letters,and pictures of amazing travelsthrough the crack of my door.Having faith in my color changing eyes,havi..
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My paper trail, my paper heartup in flames, in paper parts.Such a pretty scene, can't you see?Treasure my ashes of a fallen dream.Swirling up, up to s..
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I need a keyboardI need a dayIn and with which I will recover my mind... recover my sanity... recover my meaning....I need a prayerI need some comfort..
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I'm glad to be back, if only for a while.
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You put yourself on the edge,no rope, no tether.You're looking straight into the sun.Avoiding sleep, scared of dreams,hoping against wishes,and you're..
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I've written so many letters, to people who will never read the words-that took so much courage and time and strengthnot only to write but to admit to..
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