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take a dream, and slowly draw lines, straight or curved; run across the fabric a sharp bladeto split in two, the criss-cross threads, that were once s..
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Dreams are just for dreamers, baby you're my realist.While you took me in your arms,bent down over, on my lips.Your kiss as sweet aslemon grass,a tend..
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stained blood, crimson red, falling slowly from these sheetswhere you tore out my heart, no desires aside. tonight,all you gave, what I receive, here ..
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some lyrical lines that blurted out of my brain, right to my keyboard, to a page of writer's cafe.org =) enjoy, if possible - I'm aware they're sung t..
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We only have this hour, for after it is gone all else will be too.
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filter slowly through thrushsoft long grass, brushesonly slightly does mud markbeautiful bare she wandersher walking skipspondering in placessky delig..
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Sweet stooping branches, you lie soft fromwill-owing trees, in the twilighttonight as the amber flies flicker, high above; our sunshine stars.You catc..
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You turned up your smile to the sky,tiny drops of rain fell gracefully onto your soft rose-cheeksmelodiously touching the dew, your dress swiftly spun..
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Where love is lost you will not lose, all hope falls down from somewhere, you are not the first to fall, my love, if you just hold on, to all you have..
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It has been months since I dreamed, at all that is. Could it be that I am happy again?
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