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When I leave I know your face, will cry and I'll turn away. I'll walk and hear your whispered words,Feel the pull from your heart that I'm about to br..
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I remember, when I thought faeries danced in puddles.
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Boredom, something that somebody chooses that consists of 'nothing'Up, where helium takes balloons.lol, letters in such an order that they, when direc..
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Pull back the curtainher bare bones' abode.This being will liveclouded from light. Andhas since birth,of a dynasty of neglect and hurtGiving a one chi..
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"The slant on your mouth, curving just to the side,why have you placed it there?""My dear, there happens to bethe most pleasant of curve to yours, I c..
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By your side, a little to the back, down the hall
Just behind that wall.
Watching you,
Loving you,
Standing with my mouth a little open in a..
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I know the snort
of a sweaty pig
the scent of a
whiny wet dog
the feel
of an a*s in heat.
I've lead the sheep,
herded them into fences.
But ..
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I'll strike you, not with power.
With my heart, it's grown so sharp...
I'll bleed you,
but it's not my fault.
It's your own impurity, I'm still..
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It's passing, the time.Do you see, there have been lines on your facefor some while now.Do you hear, your voice has crippled,it caws and gurgles, I da..
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Standing so fragile, threatening to breaksuch things aren't so uncommon in the land of glass we live onYou feel so ready to pick up the blood blade an..
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