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''they said,'' i startedhe cut me off''we don't do THEY SAIDs here''he said''but they said this is...,'' i triedagainanother cut off''didn't ya hear w..
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blood seeps through the soila spill that you've seen to with toilin the name of the peoplefor the greater good, you crywith ideals that keep you blind..
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i gave in againas ever, unable to withstandthese temptationsof pleasurable sensationsthey have sunk deep,lodged firmly withinwhere principles should h..
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dust-covered, your leaves have droopedburdened with dirtthat seems to hang aroundforever, these daysdew drops shy awayand maybe for the bestalways thi..
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what else can you dobut waitit must be called the waiting roomfor a reason, don't you thinkso let us waitwith glum facesand twiddling thumbsin anxiety..
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when i first came herei was cold, wrapped in fearbut hope that sent me herekept me warm through the nightloneliness haunted melike a leech, it clung t..
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You liedIt's always dark in hereThe smell clear, of despairOf loneliness, and fearWish you'd knownBefore you moved inYou should have seenThe signs the..
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i still rememberthat crestfallen dayso gloomy and coldit makes me smilethe memory fresh, aliveand i can still feelthe chill in the air that dayand i c..
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still sleepingin fact, snoringlike a thousand frogs croakingin blissful nasal tonesin it, drowningare the birdsongs, chirpingin the sunrise, now break..
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mosquitoes irritate the heavens out of me
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