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The night is quiet, the lights have all flickered low,Hear the furnace kick in from the basement,In the darkness of my home.I am lying still,petrified..
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Tonight i let you take me,I was drunk, but you didn't waste me,In the dark, and petrified trees,The winter blanket,cloaked all of our secret obsceniti..
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Hey, Did you ever think that maybe in every teardrop,theres a whole different tiny universe?a misty, beautiful atmosphere filled with little sea monke..
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She loved to stand alone,She loved her independence,As she dialled a number on her cell phone,A number that reached long distance.She was getting on a..
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My Beloved Bestfriend,
I think of you as i write this, and of how i never got to say goodbye,
But perhaps thats a good thing, rather than having m..
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