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The drive, the distance, the difference.
"Cheat, what a way out. Crack my rib, wait to die."
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I'll trace my neck,with the back of a knife.Just for the attention,just for tonight.But I'm still afraid,to be cast out like bait.Drowning a purpose,f..
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I smiled with you,as I left the room.Turned my head,and continued to smile.I sifted though letters,from the past three Novembers.The words hung and fe..
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Well weren't we?
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Shadowy figures in the corner...doesn't matter if I'm sleeping or not.
Dark divide, the truth.
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in the first second and fifth sections, give yourself a good pause after the end of the first line of each stanza. It'll make all the difference in th..
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The important picture,that you held so dear,like a favorite window,in a stone-like year.A rolled up portrait,for another show,follows me closer than w..
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Where we're going where we've been, and that thing in between. A new realization, and transcendence of my mortality. Acceptance, faith, love, fear an..
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this is extremely relevant right now.
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The opportunities come in threes,a series of words,more dense than conceived.The chance of a birth,expansion of worth,choose your best side, or flush ..
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