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love,what is this come and go of emotion?Does it run through all our veinsto fill our souls with failed departureto where we mix it in our glasses,lik..
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Lesson the load,bare the broken ties,time can bring you pleasure,as well can bring you crimeI cannot picturea better chaser to this drinkI would hold ..
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Written in the woods,fraying with the tide,every move made in pencilcrushes and defines.oh howall the collections,they push me back and forth--back an..
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Listing with an opened hand,the claw begets the Mighter's standto crease beyond us,lairs begotten, foughtand told afar.there clings a soldiers there i..
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It's time I said the gates are freedand the season wears me thinner, then noneby fire I was to burn in,until my sorrow had begunfrom beneath these wal..
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I walk these stones, and watching paper peel from walls,and tripping over my feet...I lay on the groundaching for the world to come andsave me from th..
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the past is wroughtwith broken fortitudeand the way to the presentis withered down.No one knows where to stand,how to meld again with the land,and I'm..
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slinking up, the coilsas they whither every bone inside herbreak, wrecking havocon the ones inside the grave.she lays....on open table.Cracked and bru..
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Arrest the soul,we lose control,dive into anew religionwhoa, how did I know?The world we knowloses all I see.and can you believe?We're living in betwe..
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Eyes linger forth the vestibule,catching glimpses of light in the darksof their eyes,the hearts puffing smoke around themsimmer and sift away with daw..
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