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Sometimes I find it hard to completely trust in people, even friends. When you've been stung once, you can't stand to be stung again.
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A single block, the tiniest block,
Brown and brittle on its own
Stack another right on top
And the one’s no longer alone.
Then another to th..
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Life is a measure of lonely nights, a measure of broken hearts,
Life is a measure of work and skill, a measure of different arts.
Life is a measure ..
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The daylight fades into glittering skyline
Clad in winter wear, they walk
Down the streets of the stifling city
Conspicuous glances at outlines of ..
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The pink hearts of St. Valentine
Stand only as a silly sign
To call them "hearts" is quite absurd
That's not the meaning of the word.
However, I c..
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It may be hard to tell but I am trying to let you in,
By slowly lowering the walls that lock my heart within.
So many have come before and left me t..
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You say it's okay, but I can hear the lie,
It's easy to tell that you're angry inside.
Oh, what I wouldn't give to be inside your head,
Or to und..
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"It's hard when she's my own reflection."
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Where everything is perfect.
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When it's always in the place it's supposed to be.
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