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In my bed there are memories in the middle, things I'm careful not to touch. I skirt around them and push myself into the corners, keeping the black a..
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Her lips came to mine. After so many years of fighting it, so many years of a shy smile when asked if I loved her, so many years of lying, I finally l..
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Maybe you weren't Beauty?Maybe you were the Beast,Devouring my heart in an epic feast.
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Something's off.Something's wrong. I don't know why, But you're no longer singing my song.
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I've tried.But why can't you see I'm dying inside?Is this my curse then?Left with no one but mine own pen?It crashes like a wave so much bigger than a..
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My heart still beats for you,It never stopped.When you said goodbyeMy heart dropped.The visions were gone,My fantasy popped.
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The City with its wonders,Its women,Its wows.The City with its sights,And so many sounds.The trains,The trolleys,And all the shopsFor so very naughty.
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If your Promise is a Secret,To whom is it kept?Between you and one other,A Secret of you and another,And between you it is Promised to.But you see, a ..
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