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Hello, I'm an addict.What am I addicted to?Well, it depends on the day.Hello, I'm an addict.Today under the subcategory ofAn AlcoholicMy grandfather w..
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You're saying that you heard my criesI laugh 'cause I know it's all liesSo please don't tell me my demiseCame to you as a surpriseMy name you'll all c..
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I wish that I could write more than just things that make you sadThey say that art comes from pain.Guess I've got a lot of that.A near rhyme just then..
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People speak in different waysSome speak with wordsThey use their voices to communicate what they think and feelOthers cannot, will not speak at allTh..
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She was beautifulHer thoughts were beautifulBut only if the word "beautiful"was synonymous withthe word "dark"Sheand her thoughts werepoetic,but only ..
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My name is
Kloria Visage, and this is my story. Well, the beginning of it, anyway. Please,
if you can spare a moment, read how I began. This could b..
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Sometimes I wonderHow life would beIf you weren't youAnd I wasn't meWould it be different?Or just the same?Would we exist?Would I have a name?Would I ..
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I know that she is everywhereI turn around and seeAnother person standing thereGrinning back at meI know she's thinking evil thoughts Ones that aren't..
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The Butterflies are Frozen As the snow falls on the grassNot a whisperNot an echoNot a soundThe ice sparklesUnder the lightOf a frozen sunThe butterfl..
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There is a place of which nobody knowsAnd here is the secret which I will discloseIt’s a land full of wonder, sorrow or joyIt can think for itse..
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