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The city lights may brighten the nights that I spend so far away from you;The stars in the sky may gleam in my eyes as I stare into space, missing you..
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A red ribbon bound himto his dark, tortured past:A constant reminderof why he'd never last.A hollow voice spokeas a whisper through the trees:"Cut the..
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Sweet dreams my love,please sleep tight.I'll be thinking of youall through the night.If you wakein a draught of fright,I'm here for you,just call, goo..
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The black river calls to me,promising relief.A sad, dark harmonyfilling me with grief.I follow sound blindlywith nowhere else to turn,when something f..
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