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I want to escape from sound and word, and light.I want us to feel what we did that night.I want us to talk with our eyes once more.I want you to feel ..
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I love this feelingTouching the fabric of a moment.I love this emotionSomething that cannot break or be stolen.I love the wonder of psychedelic rock.I..
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WeepWeep oh child of the broken bond.Weep oh victim of love's broken wand.Weep, weep!For this is your cure.The pang of that, of which there was so muc..
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Alcohol...The deathbed of the restless mind.Alcohol...Pleasure of a disposable kind.Alcohol...Never asks any questions.Alcohol...Something you forgot ..
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A Story by Friks
... "He has issues."Officer: Issues? (skeptic look)... "yes.. I, I didn't mean it like that.. He, he has problems with his brain, he mentioned chemist..
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A fast paced, frenzied song about a part of myself that I have no choice but to live with.
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We are, what we are made of.We are what our parents have been.We are joint products of our ancestors,Damned with their qualities, weaknesses,strengths..
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KidsKids who are not my kids.Kids who are not a consequential product of my actions.Kids who are just kids.KidsNewcomers to this thing, the machine.Th..
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A Story by Friks
What a day.In a moment of discontent with Pretty much everything.Everyone is stepping wrong Everything is o..
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The daylight is too bright! It resembles a life I can not yet have.I want darkness... Deep, thick darkness...I want to write in it with my fingers, le..
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