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I have came to the conclusion of one thing.You can't hide.If you want to write, each little thing will seep through.Nothing graphic, but the tone carr..
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Moving past my ears,the song caresses my soul.Takes over my body, causing various movements. twitching my fingers tapping my toesBasic rhythms takin..
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It all blends together.Sorry, all of the reactionary lines sound the same.Looking through a pane of glass might as well be a mirror.Settle like scaven..
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Odd combination. I think this is when I am supposed to talk.Conversational skills are a bit rusty.Give me a moment.It comes back to what I want to say..
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Heads turn away, and I have failed.Simple meanings tossed to the side.Quiet words no longer seem to work.Shrug my shoulders, and hide my distress.I wi..
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I can understand.You are only looking for a comfortable spot. Bit of warmth, and a touch of love.Storm is rolling in, and you hate the thunder.Bring ..
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All through your body.Hard to ignore.Steady rhythm, at least until now.The occasional skip, just like those old LP's.Listen to the music, knowing the ..
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When did I grow up?I act like an adult, but wonder.It was all supposed to make more sense.Innocence is confused for being naive.Naive to try to hold o..
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Not like I have the answers.
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It is not a matter of avoiding your chance to speak, because a bit of noise is so easy.Speak when it is necessary.Only, there are moments.Sharing a gl..
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