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The leaves, they fall in circles, you make me stop, stop,stop it.....when I see a sign, I rip it,break it in-to little pieces, got torun for your mone..
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hanging rings down Clock Tower Fallsthe bird begins to chimeand its tune plays hearts of many in lightuntil the sun broke its folly time.its where the..
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sour, tart, treacherous;your words once filled my head,tearing down my questionsas they put me to bed.in a way i want to know,want to know what reaps ..
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Mowing the lawns, I'm living in sight,and I see a simple sign hanging to the side, reading,"There are twenty houses going left and right", butI can't ..
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Lips so tender,eyes sweet and lush,you make me sighat every touch.Morning transpires on our eyesand I see with a million shadowsyour beauty.You light ..
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Learn to lean, this nightis slipping, graspfor every tongue to catchand wait for every being toreform in present tense....I've long awaited your taste..
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rushing through the gateway,my eyes are placed on you. I'm heaving through the light rails, looking for a signand there you stand,bubbles blocking you..
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Every stain I have to wondercross my eyes and hope to die,my every move to be the maker,maker of a flying land full of apple blossomshundreds by the h..
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hate spilling from my side rake all the dreams I've fried take every lasting breath in while I wander aimlessly inside... shall I hide inside the wa..
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Hands holding back while the president stands, clapping loudly as he takes it. Listen. That his intention---- crawled, before it walked, talked begu..
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