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I pray thee understands, do not ever wake the dead.they sleep deep beneath our feet, not to be disturbed from their dreams.it is in the dark, wet and ..
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tears spent on the bed sheetsa yearning so strong my flesh could barely contain itand then there's truthbehind such walls of this crafty make lies ano..
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this life is required for you to livein all of the storms you will find yourself again and love will bring you homethis life is required for you to lo..
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how destiny has passed us by as the moment stays, left untied.the images carved in my mind and I am blind, so blind.letting go was as dying slow, it w..
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whimsical shadows which form in the night as the moon's glow brings them to life.echos of the train pounding its' tracks as the coal bellows from iron..
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it is what fate has lent me in the darkest hour, this silent dream.flesh hanging off bone, eyes sinking as feet slipped in mud.gathered as cattle, hum..
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tossing my heart through these flames, I am not the same, never unchanged.the ivory keys, plucking and pounding these strings.vibrations consuming thi..
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she hurries through the crowd, eyes fixed.pale, so white the skin that trails in the vision of her.no time, no time has she to spend, to spare in her ..
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I kept to myself when you were fading and crying out.
I stood by, steadfast and bold with my fake strength.
I could have fallen down, apart but I ma..
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I'm a failure, a success, a wrong turn, just another f*****g mess.
She told me I was beautiful and I believed I could be.
Fighting upward and ou..
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