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Fearing, as I do,
That saturation of fear itself,
Familiar as the back of my worn hands,
Cornering my love,
And choking it's breath away,
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Under the stone bridgeDrinking semenSticking knives in the backs of demonsUnder the blue skiesBlood-soaked knee highsOkay on the razors edge of oblivi..
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Fear me,As your nerve endings,Fear broken glass and molten iron.You must be better off,Without understanding my disease.Fear me,Like the primal body,F..
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Just for a moment,For fantasy,For a phantasm,(I wrote this poem for a phantom)I wish to give you the world,My soul, my bodySo you can cradle them,In y..
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Grunge/Goth fusion song lyrics
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Bridge:Some days I'm on itSome days I'm on itSome days I'm on itOther days I sit there and pretendToday was the last day of the beginning of the endYo..
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Grunge/Goth fusion lyrics
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Blank eyes stare up at me,
From my canvas below.
Features run amok,
From the forehead to the jawbone.
Those parted lips,
Crisped by d..
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Paper hearts,
And paper dolls,
Lining up in single file,
Sick fashion,
Everlasting,
Until the end of the day,
Twelve at night,
Qu..
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Too many meaningless cigarettes.
Too many disinterested kisses.
Too much too soon and not enough spooning,
Under the sheets.
Too little lo..
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