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Sadness grows like sunlight spreading over the pavement
leave me alone
a dreadful voice croaks
agony, despair,
the sky turns..
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My friend, I'm sorry, but this is where our paths part.
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In the depths of a nightmare
embedded in my farthest memories
visions that are fake, I'm aware
But so realistic, so they seem
voices of people, fa..
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Christ, what was that?!
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Oh my,
What a pretty plastic face you have
And, oh, look at this,
on the inside you're hollow
a plastic girl, perfect curves, a virtual size..
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A story for my puppy
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The windows are down, a summer wind as warm and hazy as a lover�s breath passes through the car. We don�t know where it is we&..
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Something for Farrah Faucet and Michael Jackson- RIP.
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A thirsty vampire, just a beast in the night looking for his prey.
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They embrace and behold, a new, beautiful kind of Being....
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