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What the
heck happened last night, I don’t remember anything. I would ask the stranger sprawled out in my
bed, but that would be rude of m..
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After
letting all of the toxins out of my body witch I know wasn’t pleasant for the
mystery man to watch, I stoke up a conversation with h..
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Dance with the
phantom,
let him glide you across the floor.
Look into his eyes, lose yourself.
Under the mask, a
heart
he bares to you...
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Life’s a castle,
built with sand.
When waves of doubt,
come rolling in, stable it will be
Life’s a castle,
built with sand.
I..
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I am a different me,
a version of my own self.
I am a different me, carved in the trunks of trees.
My life the branches blooming wild.
I am..
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