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I shall steal you from your death my sweet angel of black.I will rob your grave of your bones and hide them away deep within my home.You will not, you..
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I love you now.Take me into your arms, take me to your heart.Let soft remembrance be as you intertwine with me.Lips and mouth, head and hands - not a ..
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how should we be but shells of this sea.the faces and the movements change yet the bones are the same.what tongues do speak when wicked thoughts play...
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We cannot be much more than what we are, yet here I am pulling and tearing for more.
The horizons we venture to are long and hard, but when I see t..
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It was what she said that led me to this...A simple glance across the room and my chest fluttered into an utter panic.Her skin, her movement strangely..
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OFF IN THE SNOW I WANDER FOR THOSE FOOTPRINTS, AS TO FIND OUR PLACE...
IN THE WHITE I AM LOST BY YOUR WORDS THAT TRAVEL SMOOTHLY ACROSS MY MIND...
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you tied the ribbon around my heart and let it fray in the wind.
the cut you made released me from your bond and freedom was not as sweet.
to tu..
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I am no longer here.I am there where our minds meet and our feet tangle.Left in that moment I will not escape willingly.I am not here.I am with you.Al..
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every sound has an origin...behind the echo is a cry...slithering down the limbs, I cannot stop the momentum of this fall.the ghosts are hovering over..
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brown eyes, tender lips - you are my museyou, the sweet nectar which pours from the sun, filling my soulI am left disheveled by your presence, absent ..
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