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You’re going to die anyways,
so why not put up a fight?
Against demons and voices the beckon you,
to the lonesome corners of your bed at nigh..
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Love is something, you can’t learn.
Love is something, you can’t earn.
Love is something, you can’t get got.
And I guess if you d..
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All he wants, is a son to hold his home up.
All she wants, is a voice that mattered enough.
And all they took, was opportunity
amongst the waves an..
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Hold on, just keep holding on-
to things of little matter.
Feels like, she doesn’t have time for you,
cares less, in the years gone by,
abou..
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You look like a clean cut version,
of every woman in this town.
You’ve got the same individual opinions,
as everyone else around.
And well y..
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And she got him,cowering in the bathroom stall.And she had him,loading up words for a fight,
that in the end,didn't..
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Cast a shade
upon this thought:
that you are ill
and shall be forgot.
For upon this night, and -marrow,
they too shall barrow, this-
that it may..
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She was a devil,but you looked at her,like an angel from above.I watched her serenade this fool,changing from a spider,to his love.I watched her,as sh..
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Oh LORD, I can’t feel any more afraid,
because I’ve already fallen off the tracks.
and the world whispers winds and voices in my ears,
..
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Limerence:
love has never made sense,
unless…
unless matched,
with a creator.
Romance the idea of romance.
Twenty first century knight,
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